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 Liberia and from Woodstock.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 harpsichord 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 Nas to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 June of 44. All the underground hits.
All Joy Division tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bill Near record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ornette Coleman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
ABC,
The Saints,
Animal Collective,
Tears for Fears,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Pet Shop Boys,
Lungfish,
Hasil Adkins,
Grey Daturas,
Zero Boys,
Max Romeo,
Joe Smooth,
Essential Logic,
Wasted Youth,
The Smiths,
Isaac Hayes,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Negative Approach,
The Cramps,
Michelle Simonal,
Lalann,
Bobbi Humphrey,
John Lydon,
The Happenings,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Sixth Finger,
Marshall Jefferson,
Stetsasonic,
The Doobie Brothers,
Slick Rick,
In Retrospect,
Wire,
Eden Ahbez,
Nation of Ulysses,
Ituana,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Ultravox,
The Pretty Things,
Eric Copeland,
The Vogues,
Chris & Cosey,
Saccharine Trust,
Dark Day,
Delon & Dalcan,
Soft Machine,
Toni Rubio,
Fluxion,
Lightning Bolt,
Letta Mbulu,
Dawn Penn,
Aural Exciters,
Frankie Knuckles,
Von Mondo,
Erykah Badu,
Dead Boys,
Dennis Brown,
R.M.O.,
Albert Ayler,
Curtis Mayfield,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Gabor Szabo, Gabor Szabo, Gabor Szabo, Gabor Szabo.
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.