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 Afghanistan and from Cairo.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the guitar 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 Don Cherry to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Goldenarms. All the underground hits.
All Neil Young & Crazy Horse tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Country Teasers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roy Ayers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Walker Brothers,
The Searchers,
Dave Gahan,
Junior Murvin,
Marshall Jefferson,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Tom Boy,
Soul Sonic Force,
Magazine,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Scratch Acid,
Nik Kershaw,
Brand Nubian,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Thompson Twins,
Althea and Donna,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Average White Band,
8 Eyed Spy,
Faraquet,
Porter Ricks,
Derrick May,
The Alarm Clocks,
the Association,
Bobby Byrd,
Ultra Naté,
Brick,
the Germs,
FM Einheit,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Cameo,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Marc Almond,
Leonard Cohen,
Mark Hollis,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Fatback Band,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Wake,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Jacob Miller,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Angels of Light,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
ABC,
The Grass Roots,
Joensuu 1685,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Eurythmics,
Sällskapet,
Al Stewart,
Bush Tetras,
The Mummies,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Young Marble Giants,
Lou Reed,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Suburban Knight,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Richard Hell and the Voidoids.
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.