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 Ghana and from Columbus.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 güiro 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 Skarface to the rock 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 Eurythmics. All the underground hits.
All E-Dancer tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gabor Szabo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Agitation Free record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ralphi Rosario,
Mars,
Darondo,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Pet Shop Boys,
Circle Jerks,
Leonard Cohen,
The Durutti Column,
Black Moon,
Tres Demented,
Tim Buckley,
Rapeman,
Gang of Four,
Gastr Del Sol,
Rakim,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Agitation Free,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Idris Muhammad,
Yaz,
Derrick May,
the Swans,
Tommy Roe,
Donny Hathaway,
The Busters,
Nick Fraelich,
B.T. Express,
Deakin,
Barry Ungar,
Joyce Sims,
Girls At Our Best!,
Roxette,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
DJ Style,
Letta Mbulu,
World's Most,
The Shadows of Knight,
Wings,
Swans,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Urselle,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Eddi Front,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Kool Moe Dee,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Names,
Lou Reed,
Mary Jane Girls,
Quantec,
Peter & Gordon,
Zapp,
Tomorrow,
Eli Mardock,
Dennis Brown,
Mr. Review,
Television,
Max Romeo,
Aswad,
Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim.
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.