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 China and from Delhi.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Surgeon to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Young Rascals. All the underground hits.
All Yazoo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Masters at Work 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a MC5 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Faust,
Johnny Clarke,
JFA,
The Moleskins,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Youth Brigade,
Au Pairs,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Jacob Miller,
Groovy Waters,
This Heat,
Joy Division,
Sound Behaviour,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Seeds,
Scrapy,
Lou Christie,
The Human League,
Drive Like Jehu,
Glenn Branca,
Television,
Boredoms,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Smog,
Agitation Free,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Mary Jane Girls,
Pulsallama,
Blancmange,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Fugs,
Brick,
Flamin' Groovies,
the Human League,
Television Personalities,
Godley & Creme,
Todd Rundgren,
Dawn Penn,
The Birthday Party,
The Names,
Heaven 17,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Nas,
Con Funk Shun,
Basic Channel,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Livin' Joy,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Stetsasonic,
The Flesh Eaters,
Babytalk,
Banda Bassotti,
Black Pus,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Tommy Roe,
T. Rex,
Cal Tjader,
Minnie Riperton, Minnie Riperton, Minnie Riperton, Minnie Riperton.
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.