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 Mozambique and from Lyon.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Doobie Brothers to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Be Bop Deluxe. All the underground hits.
All Johnny Clarke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Trumans Water record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 an oboe and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Agitation Free record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yellowson,
Lee Hazlewood,
Blake Baxter,
Moby Grape,
Popol Vuh,
48th St. Collective,
Dual Sessions,
Supertramp,
Brand Nubian,
The Five Americans,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Barracudas,
Eric Dolphy,
Livin' Joy,
Scientists,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Japan,
Angry Samoans,
Alice Coltrane,
Dead Boys,
Con Funk Shun,
Scion,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Ultravox,
Chrome,
This Heat,
David Axelrod,
Little Man,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Grauzone,
Rapeman,
Terrestrial Tones,
H. Thieme,
the Human League,
The Toasters,
Crispy Ambulance,
Soul II Soul,
Todd Rundgren,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
the Germs,
The Slits,
D'Angelo,
Nils Olav,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Human League,
Blancmange,
Cecil Taylor,
The Associates,
The Cramps,
Bootsy Collins,
Ice-T,
Sonic Youth,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Ralphi Rosario,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Avey Tare,
The Zeros,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel.
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.