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 Cuba and from Houston.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the theremin 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 Maleditus Sound to the rap kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Monks. All the underground hits.
All Funky Four + One tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bizarre Inc. record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mighty Diamonds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soulsonic Force,
Graham Central Station,
Goldenarms,
The Kinks,
Nik Kershaw,
Charles Mingus,
Gichy Dan,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Jeru the Damaja,
Boredoms,
Mission of Burma,
Boz Scaggs,
Country Teasers,
Circle Jerks,
The Birthday Party,
Roxette,
Von Mondo,
The Star Department,
Ronnie Foster,
Country Joe & The Fish,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Swans,
One Last Wish,
Main Source,
Bobby Sherman,
Basic Channel,
Robert Wyatt,
Kurtis Blow,
Kaleidoscope,
Banda Bassotti,
Bluetip,
Ultravox,
Icehouse,
Y Pants,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Slave,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
David Bowie,
Lou Christie,
Black Bananas,
Average White Band,
John Coltrane,
Liliput,
Sound Behaviour,
New York Dolls,
Gil Scott Heron,
Susan Cadogan,
The Invisible,
Toni Rubio,
Drive Like Jehu,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Prince Buster,
Roy Ayers,
The Five Americans,
Negative Approach,
Moby Grape,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Rotary Connection,
Minor Threat,
Zero Boys,
Amon Düül II,
Grauzone, Grauzone, Grauzone, Grauzone.
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.