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 Thailand and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 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 Sister Nancy to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 MDC. All the underground hits.
All Flash Fearless tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Khruangbin 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kenny Larkin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Seeds,
The Last Poets,
Fluxion,
Average White Band,
John Foxx,
These Immortal Souls,
Donald Byrd,
The Motions,
Bill Near,
Susan Cadogan,
the Human League,
The Cowsills,
Blake Baxter,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Boz Scaggs,
Hasil Adkins,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Magazine,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Associates,
MDC,
Goldenarms,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Lou Christie,
The Sound,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Searchers,
The Skatalites,
Mark Hollis,
Zero Boys,
Royal Trux,
Gang of Four,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Marshall Jefferson,
Alphaville,
Masters at Work,
Marvin Gaye,
Joy Division,
Roy Ayers,
EPMD,
Hoover,
Panda Bear,
the Soft Cell,
The Vogues,
Kerrie Biddell,
Quando Quango,
Barrington Levy,
Harmonia,
Loose Ends,
Spandau Ballet,
In Retrospect,
The Fuzztones,
Accadde A,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Wire,
The Young Rascals,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Byron Stingily,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Eric Copeland,
D'Angelo,
Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls.
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.