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 Nigeria and from Jakarta.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 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 Ralphi Rosario to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Underground Resistance. All the underground hits.
All Audionom tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric B and Rakim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q65 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
CMW,
It's A Beautiful Day,
JFA,
The Monochrome Set,
Camberwell Now,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Toasters,
Alison Limerick,
Babytalk,
the Soft Cell,
Rites of Spring,
Camouflage,
Stetsasonic,
Bootsy Collins,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Boz Scaggs,
Big Daddy Kane,
Skarface,
Fluxion,
The Cramps,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Smiths,
Matthew Halsall,
Joe Finger,
Bobby Sherman,
Funkadelic,
Brass Construction,
ABC,
Essential Logic,
Steve Hackett,
Sun City Girls,
EPMD,
Moss Icon,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Detroit Cobras,
Fatback Band,
Aloha Tigers,
Scrapy,
UT,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ultra Naté,
Hashim,
Radiohead,
Lungfish,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Blues Magoos,
The Fugs,
Laurel Aitken,
the Normal,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Massinfluence,
Albert Ayler,
Joe Smooth,
Nico,
Con Funk Shun,
Josef K,
Amon Düül,
The Saints,
The Buckinghams,
The Black Dice,
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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.