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 France and from Columbus.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Infiniti to the rap 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 a-ha. All the underground hits.
All The Divine Comedy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lafayette Afro Rock Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David McCallum record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Todd Rundgren,
New Order,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Unrelated Segments,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Index,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Cameo,
Monks,
Soft Cell,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Carl Craig,
10cc,
Danielle Patucci,
Sister Nancy,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Zeros,
Blancmange,
Terry Callier,
Joe Smooth,
The Music Machine,
Colin Newman,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Lyres,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Funky Four + One,
Scientists,
The Moody Blues,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Motions,
Porter Ricks,
Chris Corsano,
DJ Style,
The Golliwogs,
Half Japanese,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Victims,
The United States of America,
Angry Samoans,
Faraquet,
Loose Ends,
Bootsy Collins,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Public Image Ltd.,
Aaron Thompson,
Section 25,
Dave Gahan,
Gang Green,
the Sonics,
Morten Harket,
Camberwell Now,
The Fuzztones,
The Cowsills,
The Move,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Dawn Penn,
Marcia Griffiths,
Marmalade,
Barbara Tucker,
Desert Stars,
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.