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 Bolivia and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 arpeggiator 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 Harpers Bizarre 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 The Stooges. All the underground hits.
All Grandmaster Flash tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Max Romeo 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pet Shop Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boogie Down Productions,
Radio Birdman,
The Cowsills,
Fad Gadget,
Talk Talk,
In Retrospect,
Kevin Saunderson,
Johnny Clarke,
Joyce Sims,
The Happenings,
John Foxx,
Dual Sessions,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
the Fania All-Stars,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Spandau Ballet,
Chris Corsano,
Barry Ungar,
Tropical Tobacco,
Swell Maps,
Symarip,
Scott Walker,
H. Thieme,
The Grass Roots,
Electric Prunes,
Inner City,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Leonard Cohen,
Barbara Tucker,
Toni Rubio,
The Golliwogs,
Supertramp,
Quando Quango,
The Buckinghams,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Dirtbombs,
Brass Construction,
Robert Wyatt,
The Count Five,
DNA,
Technova,
Marine Girls,
The Residents,
Black Flag,
Eurythmics,
The Kinks,
The Birthday Party,
Wasted Youth,
John Coltrane,
Crash Course in Science,
Joe Smooth,
Eric Dolphy,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
T. Rex,
Reagan Youth,
The Mojo Men,
Moby Grape,
ABC,
Pantytec,
Pet Shop Boys,
James Chance & The Contortions,
New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers.
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.