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 Djibouti and from Paris.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Kas Product to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Vaughan Mason & Crew. All the underground hits.
All Country Teasers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every World's Most 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nick Fraelich record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Massinfluence,
Black Moon,
Tommy Roe,
Supertramp,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Wally Richardson,
Roxette,
Robert Wyatt,
Vladislav Delay,
The Doors,
Lebanon Hanover,
Crooked Eye,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Marmalade,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Terry Callier,
Ice-T,
Tom Boy,
Todd Terry,
Surgeon,
John Cale,
Man Parrish,
The Music Machine,
The Cramps,
Avey Tare,
Buzzcocks,
X-102,
Dual Sessions,
Procol Harum,
Robert Görl,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Crime,
Agitation Free,
E-Dancer,
Sun Ra,
The Moody Blues,
Los Fastidios,
The Human League,
Kevin Saunderson,
Liliput,
Roy Ayers,
The Sonics,
Radiopuhelimet,
Soul II Soul,
Donald Byrd,
Essential Logic,
Television,
Cymande,
The Searchers,
Hardrive,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Bill Near,
Ponytail,
Black Pus,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
H. Thieme,
Soft Machine,
Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin.
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.