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 Comoros and from Manchester.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Ituana to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Beasts of Bourbon. All the underground hits.
All Ten City tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Pop Group record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 clarinet and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grandmaster Flash record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Finger,
The Zeros,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
World's Most,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Skatalites,
Donald Byrd,
Surgeon,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Pantaleimon,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Grey Daturas,
Scott Walker,
Flamin' Groovies,
Bobby Byrd,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
It's A Beautiful Day,
AZ,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Monolake,
John Holt,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Sixth Finger,
Ornette Coleman,
Freddie Wadling,
Anthony Braxton,
Piero Umiliani,
Aloha Tigers,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Buzzcocks,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Kayak,
Con Funk Shun,
T.S.O.L.,
Brass Construction,
Agitation Free,
This Heat,
U.S. Maple,
The Raincoats,
Jimmy McGriff,
Organ,
Rufus Thomas,
Sällskapet,
Alison Limerick,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Deakin,
Max Romeo,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Mummies,
The Fire Engines,
Technova,
Alton Ellis,
The Kinks,
Crime,
Quantec,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Todd Terry,
Gabor Szabo,
Pierre Henry,
Adolescents,
The Angels of Light,
Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins.
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.