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 Ecuador and from Portland.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Cairo.
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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the rhodes 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 cv313 to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Tim Buckley. All the underground hits.
All The Dirtbombs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Howard Jones record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marc Almond record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Godley & Creme,
Symarip,
Grandmaster Flash,
Carl Craig,
Groovy Waters,
Cheater Slicks,
Isaac Hayes,
Spoonie Gee,
The Cramps,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Wings,
Davy DMX,
Ultimate Spinach,
Wally Richardson,
Skaos,
The Last Poets,
Zapp,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The United States of America,
Max Romeo,
Heaven 17,
Cecil Taylor,
Technova,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Peter & Gordon,
Kerri Chandler,
The Raincoats,
Unwound,
Gregory Isaacs,
Crime,
The Modern Lovers,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Gang Green,
a-ha,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Main Source,
Guru Guru,
Glenn Branca,
Moebius,
Sällskapet,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Arthur Verocai,
Mandrill,
The Zeros,
The Smoke,
The Electric Prunes,
In Retrospect,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Deakin,
Shuggie Otis,
Shoche,
A Certain Ratio,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Scrapy,
Skarface,
ABC,
Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers.
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.