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 Belgium and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Theoretical Girls to the crunk 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 Moss Icon. All the underground hits.
All China Crisis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soulsonic Force record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Motorama record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
cv313,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
K-Klass,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Rod Modell,
Outsiders,
Delon & Dalcan,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Josef K,
Scratch Acid,
New Age Steppers,
Hashim,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Shuggie Otis,
Flamin' Groovies,
Charles Mingus,
Lightning Bolt,
The New Christs,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Roxy Music,
Al Stewart,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Harpers Bizarre,
Isaac Hayes,
Joy Division,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Wire,
The Invisible,
Pole,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Monochrome Set,
Popol Vuh,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Infiniti,
Bad Manners,
Funkadelic,
Pulsallama,
Scrapy,
Byron Stingily,
La Düsseldorf,
Bobby Sherman,
Suicide,
Pantytec,
Delta 5,
Talk Talk,
Banda Bassotti,
Rotary Connection,
Au Pairs,
EPMD,
Basic Channel,
Yaz,
Wolf Eyes,
Japan,
Jeru the Damaja,
Man Eating Sloth,
Gastr Del Sol,
Ronnie Foster,
Mandrill,
Stiv Bators,
Freddie Wadling,
Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller.
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.