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 Bulgaria and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 arpeggiator 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 Graham Central Station to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Sun City Girls. All the underground hits.
All David McCallum tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Interpol record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cymande record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Sonics,
Technova,
F. McDonald,
Franke,
Gabor Szabo,
Pulsallama,
Porter Ricks,
Mo-Dettes,
Circle Jerks,
The Gap Band,
Chris & Cosey,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
One Last Wish,
Eve St. Jones,
Saccharine Trust,
Roger Hodgson,
Kurtis Blow,
Lakeside,
Gang Green,
The Fall,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Nick Fraelich,
Dual Sessions,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Marvin Gaye,
Soft Cell,
Basic Channel,
Reuben Wilson,
Steve Hackett,
Wally Richardson,
Reagan Youth,
Severed Heads,
Groovy Waters,
Brick,
Matthew Halsall,
In Retrospect,
The Remains,
David McCallum,
Intrusion,
Albert Ayler,
The Gories,
Pole,
The Saints,
Whodini,
E-Dancer,
Eurythmics,
Ash Ra Tempel,
the Soft Cell,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Index,
The Velvet Underground,
Gang Gang Dance,
Drexciya,
Loose Ends,
T.S.O.L.,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Monks,
Second Layer,
Unrelated Segments,
Anakelly,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths.
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.