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 Grenada and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 marimba 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 Massinfluence 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 Animal Collective. All the underground hits.
All The Star Department tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hasil Adkins 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Chrome record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barrington Levy,
Newcleus,
Unrelated Segments,
Cheater Slicks,
Danielle Patucci,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Techniques,
K-Klass,
Spandau Ballet,
Scientists,
Yusef Lateef,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Bootsy Collins,
Spoonie Gee,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Detroit Cobras,
Second Layer,
Nick Fraelich,
Big Daddy Kane,
Pulsallama,
the Association,
Index,
Icehouse,
The Pretty Things,
Lou Reed,
The Martian,
Main Source,
T.S.O.L.,
Lindisfarne,
Marvin Gaye,
Sight & Sound,
Steve Hackett,
The Associates,
Sixth Finger,
Underground Resistance,
Roy Ayers,
The Red Krayola,
The Motions,
Black Flag,
Con Funk Shun,
Grandmaster Flash,
Funky Four + One,
Scan 7,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Zeros,
Slick Rick,
Crooked Eye,
Neil Young,
Moebius,
Joensuu 1685,
Unwound,
Bad Manners,
The Seeds,
June of 44,
Black Sheep,
David Bowie,
The Cure,
Gang Green,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Colin Newman,
Nas, Nas, Nas, Nas.
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.