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 Burundi and from New York.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the oboe 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 Kas Product to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 The Leaves. All the underground hits.
All Dark Day tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brass Construction record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 an arpeggiator and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marshall Jefferson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Crash Course in Science,
Lee Hazlewood,
Altered Images,
Lightning Bolt,
Flipper,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Mars,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Dead Boys,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Lalann,
Neu!,
Ponytail,
The Searchers,
Audionom,
Bootsy Collins,
Funkadelic,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Names,
Soul Sonic Force,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Patti Smith,
Gong,
Peter and Kerry,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Fela Kuti,
David Axelrod,
Kurtis Blow,
the Human League,
Aural Exciters,
cv313,
Roxette,
Harmonia,
Gregory Isaacs,
E-Dancer,
Eric Dolphy,
the Sonics,
Little Man,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
David Bowie,
Glambeats Corp.,
Model 500,
Hardrive,
The Victims,
The Martian,
Stiv Bators,
Blancmange,
The Count Five,
The Cure,
The Remains,
Eurythmics,
Gang of Four,
Television Personalities,
The Black Dice,
Jerry Gold Smith,
June of 44,
Boz Scaggs,
Oblivians,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Gerry Rafferty,
Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar.
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.