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 Dominican Republic and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the linndrum 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 DeepChord presents Echospace to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Lower 48. All the underground hits.
All Sun Ra Arkestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lafayette Afro Rock Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Electric Light Orchestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Basic Channel,
Suburban Knight,
Radiohead,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Grandmaster Flash,
Monks,
John Foxx,
Ultimate Spinach,
Shuggie Otis,
Icehouse,
Soft Cell,
Roxette,
Scion,
Marvin Gaye,
Crispian St. Peters,
Maleditus Sound,
Mary Jane Girls,
Drexciya,
The Saints,
Agent Orange,
Masters at Work,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Skaos,
Crooked Eye,
Junior Murvin,
Arthur Verocai,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Dirtbombs,
Bush Tetras,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Peter and Kerry,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Mr. Review,
Sight & Sound,
Essential Logic,
Lungfish,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Davy DMX,
Juan Atkins,
Jacob Miller,
The Gap Band,
Joe Finger,
the Human League,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Idris Muhammad,
Tom Boy,
Kayak,
The Knickerbockers,
Deepchord,
The Golliwogs,
The Invisible,
The Human League,
Anthony Braxton,
Trumans Water,
Brothers Johnson,
Lou Reed,
The Dave Clark Five,
Lucky Dragons,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Godley & Creme,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Harmonia,
Newcleus, Newcleus, Newcleus, Newcleus.
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.