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 Armenia and from Johannesburg.
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 Manila and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Happenings to the crunk 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 Steve Hackett. All the underground hits.
All Faraquet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Altered Images record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Christie record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soul II Soul,
the Fania All-Stars,
Steve Hackett,
Kayak,
Symarip,
Yaz,
Unrelated Segments,
Archie Shepp,
Sight & Sound,
K-Klass,
The Move,
Model 500,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Gap Band,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Boz Scaggs,
The Kinks,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Cluster,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Grey Daturas,
Panda Bear,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Jimmy McGriff,
Stereo Dub,
Y Pants,
Newcleus,
Jandek,
John Coltrane,
Eurythmics,
Gang Green,
Excepter,
Black Moon,
Das Ding,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Fuzztones,
the Soft Cell,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Music Machine,
Janne Schatter,
Man Parrish,
The Moleskins,
Clear Light,
10cc,
X-102,
Groovy Waters,
Soft Machine,
The Knickerbockers,
The Trojans,
AZ,
This Heat,
Schoolly D,
the Human League,
Glenn Branca,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Con Funk Shun,
Angry Samoans,
The Busters,
Roy Ayers,
Masters at Work, Masters at Work, Masters at Work, Masters at Work.
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.