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 Korea North and from Paris.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Lucky Dragons to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Barbara Tucker. All the underground hits.
All Warren Ellis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bluetip 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalann record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Organ,
Joe Smooth,
The Doobie Brothers,
Supertramp,
Duran Duran,
Angry Samoans,
Byron Stingily,
Drive Like Jehu,
Pantytec,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Eli Mardock,
X-102,
Robert Wyatt,
The Zeros,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Patti Smith,
Soul Sonic Force,
Magazine,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Connie Case,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
the Association,
Sound Behaviour,
Young Marble Giants,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The J.B.'s,
The Stooges,
Saccharine Trust,
Mars,
Man Eating Sloth,
Aloha Tigers,
Radiohead,
Crash Course in Science,
The Searchers,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Visage,
The Blues Magoos,
The Durutti Column,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Eddi Front,
Hasil Adkins,
Jimmy McGriff,
Sonic Youth,
JFA,
Slave,
Television,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Scan 7,
Flash Fearless,
DJ Style,
Black Sheep,
Goldenarms,
Soft Cell,
The Blackbyrds,
Lightning Bolt,
Bill Near,
Scion,
David McCallum,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Pretty Things,
Cal Tjader, Cal Tjader, Cal Tjader, Cal Tjader.
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.