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 Albania and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Massinfluence to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Charles Mingus. All the underground hits.
All Joensuu 1685 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Depeche Mode 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Isaac Hayes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Metal Thangz,
Livin' Joy,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
X-101,
Sarah Menescal,
The Move,
Zero Boys,
The Vogues,
Gil Scott Heron,
Soft Machine,
Junior Murvin,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Heaven 17,
Boz Scaggs,
Pere Ubu,
Avey Tare,
Tim Buckley,
Shuggie Otis,
Second Layer,
Bang On A Can,
Infiniti,
Amon Düül,
The Associates,
Sixth Finger,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Fire Engines,
Nik Kershaw,
Subhumans,
Archie Shepp,
Rakim,
Mantronix,
The Victims,
Ronan,
Crispy Ambulance,
the Swans,
KRS-One,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Moleskins,
Matthew Halsall,
Radiohead,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Scan 7,
The Electric Prunes,
Frankie Knuckles,
Mars,
Electric Prunes,
Los Fastidios,
John Cale,
Babytalk,
In Retrospect,
Bobby Sherman,
Eden Ahbez,
Country Teasers,
One Last Wish,
Steve Hackett,
Bob Dylan,
Aural Exciters,
Arthur Verocai,
Eurythmics,
Joyce Sims,
Jeff Lynne,
Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest.
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.