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 Sri Lanka and from Philadelphia.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the snare 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 Symarip 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 Minnie Riperton. All the underground hits.
All The Index tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eden Ahbez record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Skatalites record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Pop Group,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
June of 44,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
John Cale,
Delon & Dalcan,
Camouflage,
The Golliwogs,
Warren Ellis,
Gabor Szabo,
Desert Stars,
Soul II Soul,
Ultravox,
Flipper,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Mummies,
The Music Machine,
The Toasters,
Spoonie Gee,
Unwound,
Rites of Spring,
Bobby Hutcherson,
La Düsseldorf,
ABC,
Tropical Tobacco,
Little Man,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Model 500,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Tremeloes,
Motorama,
Amon Düül II,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Soul Sonic Force,
Half Japanese,
The Fortunes,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Cybotron,
The Dirtbombs,
Sugar Minott,
Theoretical Girls,
Robert Wyatt,
Bronski Beat,
Stockholm Monsters,
L. Decosne,
Subhumans,
Skaos,
Bob Dylan,
John Holt,
Robert Görl,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Mantronix,
Suicide,
Yellowson,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Cluster,
Ice-T,
Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs.
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.