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 Kazakhstan and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 Lou Reed 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 Alison Limerick to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Reagan Youth. All the underground hits.
All Spoonie Gee tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Audionom 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 güiro and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jacob Miller record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The United States of America,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Roy Ayers,
Public Image Ltd.,
Suburban Knight,
Soul II Soul,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Inner City,
the Normal,
Yazoo,
The Cure,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Radiohead,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Junior Murvin,
Gastr Del Sol,
Lebanon Hanover,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Durutti Column,
Crash Course in Science,
Alphaville,
The Music Machine,
Pere Ubu,
Scott Walker,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Moleskins,
Gang Starr,
Warren Ellis,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Little Man,
Arcadia,
Dual Sessions,
Andrew Hill,
Fluxion,
Oblivians,
Japan,
Graham Central Station,
Nation of Ulysses,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
World's Most,
The Count Five,
Drive Like Jehu,
Joyce Sims,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Yaz,
Schoolly D,
Soft Machine,
Freddie Wadling,
The Sonics,
Cal Tjader,
Oneida,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Section 25,
The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers.
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.