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 Gambia and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Halifax.
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 mellotron 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 The Electric Prunes to the jazz 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 Fela Kuti. All the underground hits.
All Pantaleimon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soft Cell 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Accadde A 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?
a-ha,
K-Klass,
Jerry's Kids,
Tubeway Army,
F. McDonald,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Roger Hodgson,
Rotary Connection,
Pharoah Sanders,
Tres Demented,
Sarah Menescal,
Barclay James Harvest,
Dual Sessions,
The Detroit Cobras,
Fugazi,
Kas Product,
Country Teasers,
Bill Near,
Tim Buckley,
Delon & Dalcan,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
the Germs,
Q65,
Guru Guru,
Black Moon,
Interpol,
Duran Duran,
Eric Copeland,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Electric Prunes,
Grandmaster Flash,
Das Ding,
Chris & Cosey,
The Barracudas,
Terrestrial Tones,
Gichy Dan,
Ornette Coleman,
Drive Like Jehu,
Q and Not U,
June of 44,
The Monks,
Johnny Clarke,
Depeche Mode,
Isaac Hayes,
The Residents,
Bobby Womack,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Toasters,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Soft Cell,
Average White Band,
Erykah Badu,
Sight & Sound,
E-Dancer,
The Blackbyrds,
Charles Mingus,
Qualms,
AZ,
Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon.
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.