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 Georgia and from Lille.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the sitar 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 Goldenarms to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Lou Reed. All the underground hits.
All Saccharine Trust tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rakim 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Clear Light record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
This Heat,
Dennis Brown,
Metal Thangz,
Skriet,
Robert Görl,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Judy Mowatt,
Pussy Galore,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
R.M.O.,
DJ Sneak,
ABBA,
Cameo,
Eli Mardock,
Massinfluence,
Sandy B,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Ken Boothe,
Man Parrish,
Wally Richardson,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Circle Jerks,
The Velvet Underground,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Tomorrow,
Agitation Free,
Procol Harum,
Talk Talk,
The Vogues,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Section 25,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Aural Exciters,
Bluetip,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Motions,
Tears for Fears,
Quantec,
Jeff Mills,
Nico,
Gabor Szabo,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Sällskapet,
Hashim,
New Age Steppers,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Marine Girls,
La Düsseldorf,
Don Cherry,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
10cc,
Babytalk,
Jeff Lynne,
FM Einheit,
Warsaw,
June Days,
8 Eyed Spy,
Bob Dylan,
Flipper,
The Knickerbockers,
Minutemen,
Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler.
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.