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 Sudan and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Lille.
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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Fugazi to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Bobby Byrd. All the underground hits.
All Liliput tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Faust record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barrington Levy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultra Naté,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Divine Comedy,
One Last Wish,
Qualms,
the Human League,
Essential Logic,
The Index,
The Blackbyrds,
Kerri Chandler,
Sex Pistols,
H. Thieme,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Desert Stars,
OOIOO,
Jacques Brel,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Robert Görl,
Ultravox,
Main Source,
Siglo XX,
Radiohead,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Radiopuhelimet,
Au Pairs,
Mandrill,
Black Flag,
Lee Hazlewood,
Scientists,
The Selecter,
The Cramps,
Hasil Adkins,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Bang On A Can,
June Days,
Eric Dolphy,
Kurtis Blow,
Cluster,
Dennis Brown,
8 Eyed Spy,
Funkadelic,
Moss Icon,
Godley & Creme,
Minor Threat,
Dawn Penn,
Radio Birdman,
Lalo Schifrin,
Donny Hathaway,
Johnny Osbourne,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
James White and The Blacks,
Country Teasers,
EPMD,
Kerrie Biddell,
Khruangbin,
Agitation Free,
Sexual Harrassment,
Piero Umiliani,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines.
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.