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 Kiribati and from Shanghai.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Minnie Riperton to the crunk 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 Unwound. All the underground hits.
All Lower 48 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz 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 '60s 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 David McCallum record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The J.B.'s,
Funky Four + One,
B.T. Express,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Busters,
In Retrospect,
Wolf Eyes,
Audionom,
Kerrie Biddell,
Marcia Griffiths,
Aural Exciters,
Hardrive,
Lower 48,
Barrington Levy,
John Holt,
Pet Shop Boys,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Black Sheep,
Lee Hazlewood,
CMW,
Quantec,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Robert Görl,
Gang Starr,
Los Fastidios,
Lalann,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Erasure,
Jeff Lynne,
The Index,
Tommy Roe,
Rapeman,
Anakelly,
Minnie Riperton,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Sonic Youth,
Monolake,
The Last Poets,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Faraquet,
Gichy Dan,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Schoolly D,
H. Thieme,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Blossom Toes,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Real Kids,
The Modern Lovers,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Sun Ra,
Average White Band,
Mary Jane Girls,
Stetsasonic,
Big Daddy Kane,
X-101,
Nas,
David Axelrod,
The Monochrome Set,
The Neon Judgement,
Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes.
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.