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 Romania 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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 güiro 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 the Soft Cell to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Thinking Fellers Union Local 282. All the underground hits.
All Unrelated Segments tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Real Kids record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David Axelrod record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Moon,
Grey Daturas,
The Litter,
Fugazi,
Bill Near,
Lower 48,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Mad Mike,
Tom Boy,
Al Stewart,
Carl Craig,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Curtis Mayfield,
Kerri Chandler,
Anthony Braxton,
The Moleskins,
the Normal,
Jacob Miller,
Graham Central Station,
Sällskapet,
Danielle Patucci,
The Moody Blues,
Nico,
Bobby Byrd,
Bronski Beat,
Girls At Our Best!,
Alice Coltrane,
Crash Course in Science,
The Trojans,
Yaz,
Bad Manners,
Quantec,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
New Age Steppers,
Swans,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Misunderstood,
Matthew Halsall,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Masters at Work,
Michelle Simonal,
Gichy Dan,
Deepchord,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Crispian St. Peters,
8 Eyed Spy,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Von Mondo,
Gang of Four,
Fat Boys,
Mars,
Funky Four + One,
Underground Resistance,
OOIOO,
Outsiders,
Ludus,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Modern Lovers,
Kerrie Biddell,
Cecil Taylor,
The Count Five,
Can, Can, Can, Can.
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.