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 Costa Rica and from Paris.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Dark Day to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Arab on Radar. All the underground hits.
All Cluster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Public Enemy 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Bar-Kays record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Au Pairs,
The Alarm Clocks,
Eurythmics,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Nick Fraelich,
Gil Scott Heron,
Panda Bear,
Stetsasonic,
Bad Manners,
Brass Construction,
June Days,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Cybotron,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Aswad,
Roger Hodgson,
The New Christs,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Unrelated Segments,
Lebanon Hanover,
Tom Boy,
Moby Grape,
These Immortal Souls,
Deepchord,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Shadows of Knight,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Neil Young,
Soul Sonic Force,
the Bar-Kays,
Kas Product,
The Fire Engines,
The Zeros,
Soul II Soul,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Alton Ellis,
The Human League,
The Seeds,
The Cramps,
Heaven 17,
Mo-Dettes,
Dennis Brown,
Joe Finger,
Jimmy McGriff,
Josef K,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Glambeats Corp.,
D'Angelo,
Model 500,
The Sonics,
The Vogues,
Pagans,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Robert Hood,
Al Stewart,
Avey Tare,
Jacob Miller,
Rosa Yemen,
Soft Cell,
Basic Channel,
Flash Fearless,
Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe.
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.