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 Tanzania 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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Country Teasers to the crunk 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 Roger Hodgson. All the underground hits.
All The Mighty Diamonds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Au Pairs 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Easy Going record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boz Scaggs,
Bobby Sherman,
The Count Five,
The Blackbyrds,
Sarah Menescal,
The Dave Clark Five,
Leonard Cohen,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Moebius,
Mars,
Fatback Band,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Gichy Dan,
The Zeros,
Eli Mardock,
Jeff Mills,
Jandek,
Hasil Adkins,
In Retrospect,
Sam Rivers,
June Days,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Gabor Szabo,
Bobby Byrd,
Donald Byrd,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Sight & Sound,
Toni Rubio,
Todd Rundgren,
Angry Samoans,
The Misunderstood,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Real Kids,
Kaleidoscope,
James White and The Blacks,
MC5,
D'Angelo,
Quadrant,
La Düsseldorf,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bluetip,
Curtis Mayfield,
Dead Boys,
Von Mondo,
Brass Construction,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Electric Prunes,
Aswad,
Con Funk Shun,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Max Romeo,
Susan Cadogan,
Dual Sessions,
Pharoah Sanders,
Section 25,
Lyres,
Swell Maps,
The Evens,
Eric Copeland,
Negative Approach, Negative Approach, Negative Approach, Negative Approach.
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.