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 Qatar and from Madrid.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Main Source to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Bizarre Inc.. All the underground hits.
All World's Most tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Outsiders 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nico record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kaleidoscope,
Laurel Aitken,
Big Daddy Kane,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Moody Blues,
Isaac Hayes,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Walker Brothers,
The Black Dice,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Gang of Four,
Black Flag,
Colin Newman,
Urselle,
Idris Muhammad,
Jawbox,
Amazonics,
K-Klass,
The Fugs,
Gil Scott Heron,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Bob Dylan,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Skriet,
Slick Rick,
F. McDonald,
The Kinks,
Shuggie Otis,
Eric Dolphy,
Joe Finger,
Trumans Water,
Barclay James Harvest,
Brothers Johnson,
The Gap Band,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Janne Schatter,
Cal Tjader,
Josef K,
Ultimate Spinach,
Kerrie Biddell,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Curtis Mayfield,
Piero Umiliani,
The Raincoats,
Unwound,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Easy Going,
Ten City,
Pierre Henry,
Chris Corsano,
Davy DMX,
Harmonia,
Bronski Beat,
Leonard Cohen,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Danielle Patucci,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies.
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.