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 Kiribati and from Bremen.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 rhodes 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 Kevin Saunderson 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 John Coltrane. All the underground hits.
All Interpol tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Audionom record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 sitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joyce Sims 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?
Ultra Naté,
Schoolly D,
Index,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Qualms,
Stiv Bators,
Quantec,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Monolake,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
World's Most,
The Stooges,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Durutti Column,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
T.S.O.L.,
Ludus,
Alice Coltrane,
Boogie Down Productions,
Tomorrow,
New Order,
Eli Mardock,
Los Fastidios,
UT,
Michelle Simonal,
Neil Young,
PIL,
Junior Murvin,
Youth Brigade,
Nas,
Blake Baxter,
Agent Orange,
Cameo,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Kerrie Biddell,
Royal Trux,
Gregory Isaacs,
Sandy B,
The Standells,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Section 25,
Loose Ends,
Ultimate Spinach,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Procol Harum,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Black Sheep,
Stereo Dub,
Amon Düül,
Nick Fraelich,
Arthur Verocai,
Rhythm & Sound,
Maurizio,
F. McDonald,
The Associates,
Simply Red,
The Modern Lovers,
Mantronix,
Tom Boy,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Arcadia,
The Slackers, The Slackers, The Slackers, The Slackers.
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.