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 Palau and from Cairo.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 clarinet 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel to the grunge 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 The Monochrome Set. All the underground hits.
All Kings Of Tomorrow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deepchord record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Idris Muhammad,
Chrome,
Jeff Lynne,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Move,
Gang Gang Dance,
Inner City,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Barbara Tucker,
Roxette,
Delon & Dalcan,
Al Stewart,
U.S. Maple,
Alison Limerick,
Tears for Fears,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Moebius,
Crispy Ambulance,
Procol Harum,
Joe Smooth,
Grandmaster Flash,
Camberwell Now,
Fat Boys,
The Gun Club,
Patti Smith,
Mary Jane Girls,
Symarip,
Animal Collective,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
the Normal,
The Sound,
Lucky Dragons,
Icehouse,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Blues Magoos,
Howard Jones,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Electric Prunes,
Mission of Burma,
Urselle,
Anakelly,
Mo-Dettes,
AZ,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Index,
Yellowson,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Warren Ellis,
Bauhaus,
Joensuu 1685,
Max Romeo,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Bad Manners,
Oneida,
H. Thieme,
Brothers Johnson,
Sam Rivers,
Hardrive,
Moby Grape,
Magazine,
Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez.
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.