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 Panama and from Johannesburg.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 8 Eyed Spy to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Rapeman. All the underground hits.
All Boz Scaggs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 a sitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Livin' Joy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun Ra,
K-Klass,
Simply Red,
Metal Thangz,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Curtis Mayfield,
Unrelated Segments,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Scan 7,
The Pop Group,
The Grass Roots,
The Invisible,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Peter & Gordon,
The Zeros,
Dennis Brown,
the Germs,
Barclay James Harvest,
Can,
Marcia Griffiths,
Wally Richardson,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Alarm Clocks,
Echospace,
The Fugs,
Sarah Menescal,
The Detroit Cobras,
JFA,
Flamin' Groovies,
Suicide,
Eric Copeland,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Arcadia,
kango's stein massive,
Fear,
Main Source,
DJ Style,
Soul Sonic Force,
R.M.O.,
Eurythmics,
The Velvet Underground,
Kerri Chandler,
KRS-One,
David Bowie,
The Skatalites,
Kenny Larkin,
Rhythm & Sound,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Divine Comedy,
Thompson Twins,
Gabor Szabo,
Ultravox,
Amon Düül,
Basic Channel,
Bizarre Inc.,
Masters at Work,
The Knickerbockers,
Kool Moe Dee,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Smiths,
Marvin Gaye,
Second Layer,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane.
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.