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 Colombia and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 theremin 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 Section 25 to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Public Image Ltd.. All the underground hits.
All Boz Scaggs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Max Romeo 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 rhodes and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stetsasonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Whodini,
Magma,
The Monochrome Set,
Amazonics,
Man Parrish,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Dave Gahan,
Minor Threat,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Soul Sonic Force,
Mandrill,
Flipper,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Misunderstood,
Lalann,
Masters at Work,
B.T. Express,
Nik Kershaw,
Q and Not U,
Icehouse,
The Selecter,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Connie Case,
Excepter,
The Cowsills,
The Smoke,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Visage,
Eric Dolphy,
Yazoo,
Thompson Twins,
Easy Going,
The Moody Blues,
Derrick May,
The Stooges,
Das Ding,
Maleditus Sound,
Metal Thangz,
Public Image Ltd.,
In Retrospect,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Bronski Beat,
Country Teasers,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Bobby Byrd,
Danielle Patucci,
10cc,
Toni Rubio,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Yaz,
Quadrant,
Stockholm Monsters,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
UT,
Eric B and Rakim,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Sun Ra,
Smog,
Sister Nancy,
Nick Fraelich,
Sam Rivers,
FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit.
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.