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 Ethiopia and from Winnipeg.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the marimba 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 Matthew Halsall to the dance 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 The Angels of Light. All the underground hits.
All Hasil Adkins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Leonard Cohen record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 an oboe and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barrington Levy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dawn Penn,
Procol Harum,
Delon & Dalcan,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Laurel Aitken,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
John Cale,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
New York Dolls,
The Beau Brummels,
Cymande,
Electric Prunes,
Easy Going,
Sugar Minott,
Little Man,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Pantaleimon,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
K-Klass,
Inner City,
New Age Steppers,
Toni Rubio,
The Standells,
Simply Red,
Adolescents,
Graham Central Station,
Black Bananas,
Lalann,
Hoover,
Hasil Adkins,
Yaz,
Television Personalities,
Judy Mowatt,
Colin Newman,
Roxette,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Essential Logic,
ABBA,
Make Up,
Popol Vuh,
E-Dancer,
Michelle Simonal,
Amon Düül II,
Flipper,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Los Fastidios,
Mandrill,
Sparks,
Rod Modell,
Scott Walker,
Altered Images,
Lyres,
Vladislav Delay,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Pharoah Sanders,
Johnny Osbourne,
Grey Daturas,
Albert Ayler,
OOIOO,
Letta Mbulu,
Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun.
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.