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 Korea North and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron 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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Tehran.
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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Morten Harket to the grunge 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 Stockholm Monsters. All the underground hits.
All Nick Fraelich tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every June Days 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lindisfarne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Skatalites,
Black Bananas,
Eric Copeland,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Blues Magoos,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lungfish,
X-Ray Spex,
Lalann,
Scratch Acid,
D'Angelo,
Stetsasonic,
Derrick Morgan,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Tommy Roe,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Joey Negro,
Bobby Byrd,
Maurizio,
The Fugs,
Man Eating Sloth,
cv313,
Erasure,
Pierre Henry,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Fad Gadget,
Jerry's Kids,
New Age Steppers,
Donny Hathaway,
David McCallum,
Cluster,
Thompson Twins,
Ituana,
Lyres,
Heaven 17,
Anakelly,
Cecil Taylor,
John Holt,
Marvin Gaye,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Stereo Dub,
Sun Ra,
Procol Harum,
The Slits,
LL Cool J,
Scan 7,
Michelle Simonal,
Ornette Coleman,
Qualms,
Index,
Radiohead,
Supertramp,
Jandek,
Pere Ubu,
The Black Dice,
Sonny Sharrock,
Reuben Wilson,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes.
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.