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 Hungary and from Lagos.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 oboe 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 Larry & the Blue Notes to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Ronan. All the underground hits.
All Eyeless In Gaza tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pylon 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a EPMD record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Smooth,
Faraquet,
Steve Hackett,
Fat Boys,
Deakin,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Busters,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Buzzcocks,
The Walker Brothers,
Banda Bassotti,
Minutemen,
Gang Gang Dance,
Symarip,
The Moody Blues,
Scan 7,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Faust,
David McCallum,
Intrusion,
John Cale,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Mandrill,
The Dirtbombs,
Con Funk Shun,
Fatback Band,
Todd Rundgren,
Barry Ungar,
The Blackbyrds,
Monks,
Pole,
Hasil Adkins,
Aloha Tigers,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Warren Ellis,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Gregory Isaacs,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Martian,
Marc Almond,
Pere Ubu,
Sparks,
Jesper Dahlback,
Donald Byrd,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Dave Clark Five,
EPMD,
Neil Young,
Agent Orange,
Visage,
The Fugs,
Bluetip,
The Buckinghams,
The Raincoats,
Mary Jane Girls,
Brass Construction,
the Germs, the Germs, the Germs, the Germs.
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.