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 Uganda and from Lyon.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Aaron Thompson to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Gerry Rafferty. All the underground hits.
All Juan Atkins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cramps record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Janne Schatter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Kayak,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Sexual Harrassment,
Susan Cadogan,
Half Japanese,
New Age Steppers,
Roy Ayers,
Japan,
Anthony Braxton,
Soul II Soul,
Ultimate Spinach,
Crash Course in Science,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Pulsallama,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Flipper,
Bronski Beat,
X-101,
Desert Stars,
Yusef Lateef,
Skarface,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Monochrome Set,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Banda Bassotti,
Tomorrow,
Donald Byrd,
Jawbox,
Johnny Osbourne,
Young Marble Giants,
JFA,
Bootsy Collins,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Skatalites,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Gabor Szabo,
Sister Nancy,
Sugar Minott,
Eve St. Jones,
Icehouse,
Matthew Halsall,
The Seeds,
The Last Poets,
Piero Umiliani,
Bill Near,
The Kinks,
The Blues Magoos,
the Swans,
John Coltrane,
Maurizio,
The Martian,
Roxy Music,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Faraquet,
Subhumans,
Boz Scaggs,
Moby Grape,
The Flesh Eaters, The Flesh Eaters, The Flesh Eaters, The Flesh Eaters.
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.