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 Japan and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 theremin 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 The Skatalites to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Mantronix. All the underground hits.
All Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tim Buckley record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Freddie Wadling record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
One Last Wish,
Sugar Minott,
Ralphi Rosario,
Gang Starr,
Eve St. Jones,
Marmalade,
Cybotron,
Boredoms,
Camberwell Now,
The Busters,
Little Man,
Glenn Branca,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Modern Lovers,
David Axelrod,
The Black Dice,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Buckinghams,
Barrington Levy,
Slave,
Max Romeo,
Camouflage,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Piero Umiliani,
The Shadows of Knight,
Joy Division,
Youth Brigade,
Freddie Wadling,
Pagans,
Pierre Henry,
Grandmaster Flash,
Porter Ricks,
Sam Rivers,
Robert Görl,
Roxette,
Eli Mardock,
The Searchers,
The Names,
Joe Smooth,
The Cowsills,
Fat Boys,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Connie Case,
L. Decosne,
a-ha,
Letta Mbulu,
Deakin,
The Tremeloes,
Shoche,
ABBA,
Minutemen,
John Coltrane,
Visage,
UT,
CMW,
Matthew Halsall,
The Human League,
Soul II Soul,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Durutti Column,
The United States of America,
Hashim, Hashim, Hashim, Hashim.
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.