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 Brunei and from Accra.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 10cc to the funk 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 The Barracudas. All the underground hits.
All Grey Daturas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lucky Dragons record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jimmy McGriff record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ash Ra Tempel,
Niagra,
Cheater Slicks,
The Moody Blues,
Boredoms,
Gang Green,
Black Pus,
Au Pairs,
Suicide,
Joe Smooth,
Harmonia,
Todd Rundgren,
Youth Brigade,
Essential Logic,
Sun Ra,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Pagans,
The Angels of Light,
Altered Images,
Rakim,
The New Christs,
Absolute Body Control,
Lebanon Hanover,
Ten City,
Harpers Bizarre,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Underground Resistance,
Bobby Byrd,
The Saints,
Dual Sessions,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Urselle,
Cymande,
Nas,
Khruangbin,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Techniques,
X-101,
Lakeside,
Yaz,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Dirtbombs,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Cybotron,
Animal Collective,
Donald Byrd,
Interpol,
Television,
T.S.O.L.,
Sarah Menescal,
Ronan,
Hoover,
Skriet,
Jesper Dahlback,
Freddie Wadling,
Amon Düül,
Black Bananas,
Q and Not U,
Terry Callier,
Newcleus,
Scott Walker,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade.
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.