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 Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 organ 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 Larry & the Blue Notes to the crunk 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 The Moody Blues. All the underground hits.
All Brick tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ohio Players record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stetsasonic,
The Beau Brummels,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Mummies,
Bill Wells,
Fat Boys,
Michelle Simonal,
Donny Hathaway,
Nils Olav,
Sixth Finger,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
In Retrospect,
Barbara Tucker,
Nik Kershaw,
The J.B.'s,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Cramps,
Boredoms,
Rotary Connection,
Magma,
Audionom,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Flash Fearless,
The Wake,
kango's stein massive,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Zero Boys,
Ohio Players,
The Offenders,
B.T. Express,
Nirvana,
Bush Tetras,
Susan Cadogan,
Neu!,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Yusef Lateef,
Steve Hackett,
Zapp,
Isaac Hayes,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Glenn Branca,
Spandau Ballet,
Mark Hollis,
UT,
Deadbeat,
Depeche Mode,
The Names,
The Angels of Light,
John Cale,
Lebanon Hanover,
Big Daddy Kane,
Neil Young,
Tim Buckley,
Wasted Youth,
Traffic Nightmare,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Shoche,
OOIOO,
Rod Modell,
DNA,
The Red Krayola,
Tomorrow,
Eddi Front, Eddi Front, Eddi Front, Eddi Front.
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.