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 Romania and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 harpsichord 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 Skarface to the disco 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 Velvet Underground. All the underground hits.
All Roy Ayers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Grass Roots record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 güiro and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Blackbyrds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Funkadelic,
Colin Newman,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Arab on Radar,
The Motions,
Matthew Bourne,
Reuben Wilson,
Nico,
Faraquet,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Terry Callier,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
48th St. Collective,
Silicon Teens,
Talk Talk,
The Zeros,
Cheater Slicks,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Minutemen,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lakeside,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Victims,
Section 25,
Sugar Minott,
Danielle Patucci,
Basic Channel,
Mandrill,
Tubeway Army,
Andrew Hill,
Camouflage,
Laurel Aitken,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
X-Ray Spex,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Pretty Things,
Scion,
Toni Rubio,
A Certain Ratio,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Count Five,
The Fugs,
Stetsasonic,
Franke,
The Barracudas,
Accadde A,
Blossom Toes,
Gang of Four,
In Retrospect,
Robert Wyatt,
Groovy Waters,
Niagra,
Soft Machine,
Make Up,
Pere Ubu,
MDC,
Graham Central Station,
The Red Krayola,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
D'Angelo,
Mission of Burma,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu.
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.