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 Iraq and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Edmonton.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the güiro 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 Jeru the Damaja to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Cal Tjader. All the underground hits.
All DeepChord presents Echospace tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arcadia 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Angels of Light & Akron/Family record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Gabor Szabo,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Music Machine,
Tommy Roe,
Half Japanese,
Animal Collective,
Model 500,
Roxy Music,
Soft Machine,
Spandau Ballet,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Gap Band,
The Sound,
KRS-One,
Lebanon Hanover,
Peter & Gordon,
The Real Kids,
Freddie Wadling,
Todd Terry,
Gil Scott Heron,
Camouflage,
Trumans Water,
The Red Krayola,
Joey Negro,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Simply Red,
Kaleidoscope,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Jandek,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Desert Stars,
The Moody Blues,
Blake Baxter,
Pet Shop Boys,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Khruangbin,
Arthur Verocai,
The Human League,
FM Einheit,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Camberwell Now,
Flamin' Groovies,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
JFA,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
K-Klass,
Au Pairs,
Aural Exciters,
Subhumans,
Ken Boothe,
Metal Thangz,
The Grass Roots,
Talk Talk,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
David Axelrod,
Graham Central Station,
Eden Ahbez,
Gang Green,
The United States of America,
Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck.
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.