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 Nepal and from Paris.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the theremin 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 Happenings to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Banda Bassotti. All the underground hits.
All The Golliwogs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gastr Del Sol record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
ABBA,
Wings,
Sällskapet,
John Holt,
Scrapy,
The Sonics,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Wake,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Zeros,
Interpol,
Los Fastidios,
Ten City,
Jacob Miller,
The Invisible,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Human League,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Agitation Free,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Brass Construction,
The Seeds,
The Moleskins,
Rhythm & Sound,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Zapp,
Ronnie Foster,
Electric Prunes,
Duran Duran,
Thee Headcoats,
Groovy Waters,
Arthur Verocai,
Tubeway Army,
Porter Ricks,
Black Flag,
The Blackbyrds,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Absolute Body Control,
The Toasters,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Shuggie Otis,
Adolescents,
Yellowson,
Slave,
Soulsonic Force,
Pylon,
The Knickerbockers,
Moebius,
The Fortunes,
Urselle,
Letta Mbulu,
Sparks,
Tears for Fears,
Skriet,
X-Ray Spex,
Pole,
The Skatalites,
Blancmange, Blancmange, Blancmange, Blancmange.
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.