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 Czech Republic and from London.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 clarinet 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 Slick Rick to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Lalann. All the underground hits.
All Das Ding tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Anakelly 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flamin' Groovies record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sexual Harrassment,
Outsiders,
Ice-T,
Accadde A,
The Pretty Things,
Cheater Slicks,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Dennis Brown,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Yusef Lateef,
Livin' Joy,
Mark Hollis,
The Star Department,
Soft Cell,
Funkadelic,
Quadrant,
Country Teasers,
Little Man,
Thompson Twins,
Marmalade,
Joey Negro,
Reuben Wilson,
Bobby Womack,
The Blues Magoos,
Howard Jones,
The Fall,
Trumans Water,
Godley & Creme,
Kevin Saunderson,
Blake Baxter,
Lou Reed,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Oneida,
John Lydon,
The Moleskins,
L. Decosne,
Alton Ellis,
Bauhaus,
Y Pants,
Slick Rick,
Scan 7,
Glenn Branca,
Banda Bassotti,
Metal Thangz,
The Dirtbombs,
Spandau Ballet,
Glambeats Corp.,
Grey Daturas,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Camouflage,
Bill Wells,
Joy Division,
The Smoke,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Talk Talk,
Barclay James Harvest,
Yellowson,
Ituana,
Jawbox, Jawbox, Jawbox, Jawbox.
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.