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 Costa Rica and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 Michael McDonald 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 Cabaret Voltaire to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Moss Icon. All the underground hits.
All The Gun Club tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tears for Fears record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Con Funk Shun record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Crooked Eye,
The Techniques,
kango's stein massive,
Tears for Fears,
Al Stewart,
The Blackbyrds,
Aswad,
Q and Not U,
Soul Sonic Force,
Slick Rick,
Erasure,
Magazine,
Yusef Lateef,
the Soft Cell,
The Modern Lovers,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Lower 48,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
D'Angelo,
Cal Tjader,
DJ Sneak,
Roxy Music,
Bobby Byrd,
Lou Reed,
Swell Maps,
Arthur Verocai,
Monolake,
Danielle Patucci,
Gang Starr,
Babytalk,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Swans,
Circle Jerks,
Intrusion,
Johnny Osbourne,
Pere Ubu,
U.S. Maple,
Tommy Roe,
Brothers Johnson,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Thompson Twins,
Matthew Halsall,
The Mummies,
Reuben Wilson,
Warsaw,
The Slackers,
The Kinks,
Lalo Schifrin,
KRS-One,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Mark Hollis,
Amon Düül,
Dual Sessions,
Bill Near,
Liliput,
Spoonie Gee,
Nas,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Vogues,
Soft Machine,
Au Pairs, Au Pairs, Au Pairs, Au Pairs.
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.