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 Lebanon and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 chamberlin 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 Tom Boy to the punk 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 The Angels of Light. All the underground hits.
All ABC tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nik Kershaw record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Oneida 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?
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Sound,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Matthew Halsall,
The Gories,
Boogie Down Productions,
Faust,
Lalann,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Gang Starr,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Eli Mardock,
EPMD,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Peter & Gordon,
Bang On A Can,
Ohio Players,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Beau Brummels,
Monolake,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Crispy Ambulance,
Peter and Kerry,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Ken Boothe,
Sam Rivers,
Marvin Gaye,
Gregory Isaacs,
Organ,
Masters at Work,
X-102,
The Smoke,
Kerri Chandler,
Agent Orange,
Jeff Mills,
The Tremeloes,
The Standells,
Unrelated Segments,
Jeru the Damaja,
Sun Ra,
Pulsallama,
Jerry's Kids,
Throbbing Gristle,
Bad Manners,
Jandek,
Dennis Brown,
Anakelly,
Leonard Cohen,
Stiv Bators,
The Seeds,
The Techniques,
Absolute Body Control,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Mojo Men,
The Pretty Things,
The Motions,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Eddi Front,
Scion,
AZ,
Wally Richardson, Wally Richardson, Wally Richardson, Wally Richardson.
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.