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 Solomon Islands and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Cal Tjader to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Icehouse. All the underground hits.
All The Durutti Column tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Dave Clark Five record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cheater Slicks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Theoretical Girls,
Wasted Youth,
Kenny Larkin,
Oneida,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
John Holt,
Kas Product,
Gabor Szabo,
Second Layer,
LL Cool J,
Von Mondo,
Ultravox,
The Black Dice,
Roy Ayers,
The Fall,
The Invisible,
Mo-Dettes,
Donny Hathaway,
The Sonics,
Black Moon,
Cybotron,
Avey Tare,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Glambeats Corp.,
Qualms,
Boredoms,
Sonic Youth,
The Busters,
Amazonics,
Japan,
Visage,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Das Ding,
Subhumans,
Fela Kuti,
Terry Callier,
Lebanon Hanover,
Patti Smith,
Faraquet,
Zero Boys,
Essential Logic,
Reuben Wilson,
B.T. Express,
Basic Channel,
The Moleskins,
Bobby Sherman,
Sister Nancy,
The J.B.'s,
Schoolly D,
Sugar Minott,
Grandmaster Flash,
Aswad,
Leonard Cohen,
Soulsonic Force,
Bad Manners,
Curtis Mayfield,
Technova,
Oblivians,
Scratch Acid,
Suburban Knight,
Harry Pussy,
Tommy Roe,
Blancmange,
Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls.
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.