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 Argentina and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Cure to the electroclash 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 Royal Trux. All the underground hits.
All Animal Collective tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Dave Clark Five 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aswad record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
B.T. Express,
Rotary Connection,
Eden Ahbez,
Surgeon,
Grauzone,
Cluster,
Marvin Gaye,
Joe Finger,
The Shadows of Knight,
Dave Gahan,
Radiopuhelimet,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Lou Christie,
Camberwell Now,
One Last Wish,
Whodini,
The Electric Prunes,
New Order,
Darondo,
Black Moon,
Deepchord,
The Techniques,
Grey Daturas,
EPMD,
The Stooges,
JFA,
Black Sheep,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Newcleus,
The New Christs,
Basic Channel,
The Buckinghams,
the Bar-Kays,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Barracudas,
The Invisible,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Modern Lovers,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Yusef Lateef,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Q65,
Harmonia,
Bobby Byrd,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Sun Ra,
Youth Brigade,
ABC,
Talk Talk,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Pole,
Das Ding,
June Days,
Max Romeo,
Brothers Johnson,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Model 500,
Scott Walker,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Boredoms, Boredoms, Boredoms, Boredoms.
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.