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 Ghana and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Jeff Lynne to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Qualms. All the underground hits.
All Sällskapet 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 jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultravox record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Piero Umiliani,
Chrome,
Unwound,
June of 44,
The Skatalites,
Tom Boy,
Tears for Fears,
Model 500,
Johnny Clarke,
Y Pants,
Tommy Roe,
The Young Rascals,
Massinfluence,
Intrusion,
Maleditus Sound,
Davy DMX,
The Zeros,
Kaleidoscope,
Harpers Bizarre,
Dawn Penn,
The Motions,
Donny Hathaway,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Gang Gang Dance,
Janne Schatter,
Mantronix,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Whodini,
Smog,
Moss Icon,
Lungfish,
Deadbeat,
Roy Ayers,
Eric Dolphy,
Lou Reed,
Technova,
DNA,
Big Daddy Kane,
Wally Richardson,
the Soft Cell,
Bang On A Can,
Icehouse,
Charles Mingus,
Soulsonic Force,
Glambeats Corp.,
Steve Hackett,
Morten Harket,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
X-102,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Crooked Eye,
Kerri Chandler,
Matthew Halsall,
Zapp,
the Bar-Kays,
Jimmy McGriff,
Boredoms,
Agent Orange,
The Blues Magoos,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The New Christs, The New Christs, The New Christs, The New Christs.
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.