Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Armenia and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Bobbi Humphrey to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Lalann. All the underground hits.
All Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gregory Isaacs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neil Young & Crazy Horse record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soul II Soul,
Magma,
Unrelated Segments,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Robert Wyatt,
Camberwell Now,
Kaleidoscope,
Absolute Body Control,
The Young Rascals,
Quantec,
Ken Boothe,
Excepter,
The Vogues,
Pierre Henry,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Associates,
Harmonia,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Bizarre Inc.,
Pere Ubu,
Eric Dolphy,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Agitation Free,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Skatalites,
Subhumans,
kango's stein massive,
the Normal,
Big Daddy Kane,
Howard Jones,
Junior Murvin,
The Seeds,
F. McDonald,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Golliwogs,
Todd Rundgren,
The Standells,
The Fuzztones,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Schoolly D,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
the Germs,
Steve Hackett,
Fugazi,
Amazonics,
The Leaves,
MC5,
Eve St. Jones,
KRS-One,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Sonny Sharrock,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Angry Samoans,
The Sonics,
Guru Guru,
Marc Almond,
Kerrie Biddell,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Minutemen, Minutemen, Minutemen, Minutemen.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.