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 Benin and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Flipper to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Terry Callier. All the underground hits.
All Malaria! tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Slits 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 clarinet and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amon Düül II record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
kango's stein massive,
David Bowie,
The Blues Magoos,
The Electric Prunes,
The Fugs,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Tremeloes,
Unrelated Segments,
Average White Band,
Toni Rubio,
The Busters,
Soft Cell,
Hasil Adkins,
DJ Sneak,
Jerry's Kids,
Mo-Dettes,
Television,
The Selecter,
The Music Machine,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Soft Machine,
Spandau Ballet,
The Fortunes,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Intrusion,
Radiohead,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ronan,
Fear,
Suburban Knight,
Chrome,
Moby Grape,
Slick Rick,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Mandrill,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Angry Samoans,
The Techniques,
Youth Brigade,
The United States of America,
Anthony Braxton,
June Days,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Animal Collective,
Easy Going,
Aural Exciters,
Donny Hathaway,
The Victims,
Wally Richardson,
Pagans,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Wolf Eyes,
Blossom Toes,
Glambeats Corp.,
Gang Green,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Andrew Hill,
The Skatalites,
Sällskapet,
Cal Tjader,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band.
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.