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 Bolivia and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Urselle to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Electric Light Orchestra. All the underground hits.
All Deakin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Can record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Smog record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Soft Cell,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Beau Brummels,
Bobby Womack,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Quando Quango,
R.M.O.,
Franke,
Deepchord,
The Barracudas,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Suburban Knight,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Robert Hood,
Porter Ricks,
Eric B and Rakim,
Sarah Menescal,
Ponytail,
The Black Dice,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
David Bowie,
Slick Rick,
Colin Newman,
The Buckinghams,
The Mummies,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
the Human League,
The Slits,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Man Parrish,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Jeru the Damaja,
the Fania All-Stars,
Vladislav Delay,
Fifty Foot Hose,
A Certain Ratio,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Cowsills,
Electric Prunes,
K-Klass,
Jimmy McGriff,
Andrew Hill,
Black Pus,
The Knickerbockers,
The United States of America,
ABBA,
In Retrospect,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Josef K,
Nils Olav,
Essential Logic,
Gregory Isaacs,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Kas Product,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Music Machine,
Junior Murvin,
Eric Dolphy,
Tres Demented,
Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes.
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.