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 Kenya and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Johannesburg.
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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 John Coltrane to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 David Bowie. All the underground hits.
All Radiopuhelimet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Womack record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grey Daturas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Divine Comedy,
Peter and Kerry,
Monolake,
LL Cool J,
Iggy Pop,
EPMD,
Anthony Braxton,
Bill Wells,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Model 500,
Flipper,
Eric B and Rakim,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
This Heat,
Jerry's Kids,
Minny Pops,
Gong,
The Flesh Eaters,
Technova,
Al Stewart,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Mark Hollis,
Godley & Creme,
Soul II Soul,
Bootsy Collins,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Electric Prunes,
Sparks,
Joe Finger,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Sun Ra,
Circle Jerks,
Deakin,
Warren Ellis,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Stetsasonic,
Index,
Tommy Roe,
Derrick May,
Young Marble Giants,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Audionom,
Hasil Adkins,
Freddie Wadling,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Golliwogs,
Electric Prunes,
Excepter,
The Knickerbockers,
Bluetip,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Pantaleimon,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Pole,
Rosa Yemen,
Danielle Patucci,
The Buckinghams,
Frankie Knuckles,
Slick Rick, Slick Rick, Slick Rick, Slick Rick.
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.