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 Azerbaijan and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 linndrum 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 The Mojo Men to the grunge 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 Robert Görl. All the underground hits.
All Anakelly tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeff Lynne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 a harpsichord and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Red Krayola record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
ABC,
Ultra Naté,
June Days,
Hot Snakes,
Deakin,
Groovy Waters,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
David McCallum,
The Star Department,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Nils Olav,
Barrington Levy,
Scratch Acid,
The Dirtbombs,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Soulsonic Force,
AZ,
Bobby Hutcherson,
the Fania All-Stars,
Babytalk,
The Gun Club,
Danielle Patucci,
Depeche Mode,
Anakelly,
Morten Harket,
The Music Machine,
Bootsy Collins,
Blossom Toes,
Can,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Five Americans,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Malaria!,
Roy Ayers,
The Zeros,
Animal Collective,
Dennis Brown,
Marc Almond,
Big Daddy Kane,
DJ Sneak,
The Martian,
The Flesh Eaters,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Franke,
Crispian St. Peters,
Guru Guru,
Eden Ahbez,
Aloha Tigers,
Bobby Womack,
Brick,
Lucky Dragons,
The American Breed,
Pulsallama,
The Kinks,
The Neon Judgement,
The Doobie Brothers,
Pierre Henry,
Gastr Del Sol,
Jacob Miller,
Bush Tetras,
the Association,
Hoover, Hoover, Hoover, Hoover.
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.