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 Belarus and from Winnipeg.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 808 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 DJ Sneak to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Lalann. All the underground hits.
All Nik Kershaw tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 8 Eyed Spy 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Larry & the Blue Notes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Germs,
Von Mondo,
Hasil Adkins,
Sister Nancy,
DJ Sneak,
OOIOO,
Mission of Burma,
Amon Düül II,
Connie Case,
June of 44,
The Selecter,
Funkadelic,
Prince Buster,
Moby Grape,
Lou Reed,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Q65,
Procol Harum,
The Motions,
The Young Rascals,
Jacob Miller,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Cymande,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Eli Mardock,
Yellowson,
Man Parrish,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Human League,
John Foxx,
Darondo,
Chris & Cosey,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Standells,
Rufus Thomas,
The Dirtbombs,
Gang of Four,
Panda Bear,
Gong,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Walker Brothers,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Techniques,
Outsiders,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Slackers,
Surgeon,
Dave Gahan,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Zeros,
The Monks,
Roy Ayers,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Joyce Sims,
Pulsallama,
Big Daddy Kane, Big Daddy Kane, Big Daddy Kane, Big Daddy Kane.
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.