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 Slovenia and from Edmonton.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Roger Hodgson to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 MC5. All the underground hits.
All Cluster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Christie record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Todd Terry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Slick Rick,
Bobby Sherman,
Robert Wyatt,
Gang of Four,
Monks,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Model 500,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Das Ding,
Harry Pussy,
Gabor Szabo,
Gastr Del Sol,
the Swans,
Barbara Tucker,
Zero Boys,
The Count Five,
Desert Stars,
Cameo,
Scion,
The Angels of Light,
The Detroit Cobras,
Simply Red,
The Remains,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Alice Coltrane,
The Happenings,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Accadde A,
Blake Baxter,
Inner City,
Black Sheep,
Royal Trux,
Amazonics,
Clear Light,
the Germs,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Tom Boy,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Move,
Sun Ra,
Ossler,
The Evens,
World's Most,
Faraquet,
Zapp,
Jacques Brel,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Velvet Underground,
Can,
Aloha Tigers,
Liliput,
Roger Hodgson,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Neon Judgement,
T.S.O.L.,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Duran Duran,
Soul II Soul,
Sunsets and Hearts,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Q and Not U,
the Bar-Kays,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks.
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.