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 Grenada and from Taipei.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Nation of Ulysses to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Faraquet. All the underground hits.
All Sexual Harrassment tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kerrie Biddell record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Reagan Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
London Community Gospel Choir,
Shuggie Otis,
Barrington Levy,
R.M.O.,
Hot Snakes,
Joy Division,
The Invisible,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Susan Cadogan,
H. Thieme,
The Gladiators,
The Skatalites,
Jeff Lynne,
The Young Rascals,
Gang Gang Dance,
Lee Hazlewood,
Gregory Isaacs,
Japan,
Motorama,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Skarface,
kango's stein massive,
The Dave Clark Five,
Bill Wells,
Eve St. Jones,
Tim Buckley,
Can,
Nas,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Moody Blues,
Kaleidoscope,
Sly & The Family Stone,
the Association,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Spandau Ballet,
Con Funk Shun,
John Holt,
Rapeman,
Banda Bassotti,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
the Normal,
This Heat,
The Gap Band,
Brothers Johnson,
Marshall Jefferson,
John Coltrane,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Amon Düül II,
Nirvana,
The Monks,
Donny Hathaway,
June of 44,
The Black Dice,
Ronnie Foster,
The Move,
Peter & Gordon,
The Motions,
Babytalk,
Crime,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band.
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.