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 Dominica and from Columbus.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
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 Rhythim Is Rhythim to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Pole. All the underground hits.
All Agent Orange tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lalann record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Steve Hackett record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
EPMD,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Nik Kershaw,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Silicon Teens,
Sonny Sharrock,
Todd Terry,
Ituana,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
John Cale,
Grandmaster Flash,
Dennis Brown,
The Residents,
The Real Kids,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
a-ha,
Yusef Lateef,
Unwound,
Connie Case,
Rekid,
Soft Cell,
Crime,
Derrick Morgan,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Loose Ends,
Whodini,
Robert Wyatt,
Parry Music,
Lalo Schifrin,
Curtis Mayfield,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Scan 7,
The Doors,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Siglo XX,
The Blues Magoos,
ABBA,
Pierre Henry,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Aswad,
Ralphi Rosario,
Underground Resistance,
Au Pairs,
MDC,
Reuben Wilson,
Brand Nubian,
Gang of Four,
Groovy Waters,
Tropical Tobacco,
Severed Heads,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Chris & Cosey,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Sun Ra,
Bizarre Inc.,
Mark Hollis,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Erykah Badu,
Peter & Gordon,
X-101, X-101, X-101, X-101.
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.