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 Guyana and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 theremin 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 Jerry's Kids to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Associates. All the underground hits.
All Pet Shop Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fuzztones record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aloha Tigers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Q and Not U,
Eve St. Jones,
Faraquet,
Pet Shop Boys,
Bobby Byrd,
Sandy B,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Camouflage,
Aswad,
Sonic Youth,
Yusef Lateef,
Thompson Twins,
UT,
Jacob Miller,
Blossom Toes,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Television,
Suburban Knight,
Ten City,
Fela Kuti,
Slave,
Sex Pistols,
The Gories,
Matthew Bourne,
Khruangbin,
Metal Thangz,
June Days,
New Age Steppers,
Robert Görl,
Bobby Sherman,
Groovy Waters,
David McCallum,
Eric B and Rakim,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Yaz,
Easy Going,
Bill Near,
Donny Hathaway,
The Busters,
Connie Case,
DJ Sneak,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Grey Daturas,
Neil Young,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Eli Mardock,
Arcadia,
The Cowsills,
Porter Ricks,
The Monks,
Unrelated Segments,
Public Image Ltd.,
Drive Like Jehu,
Mark Hollis,
Patti Smith,
The Last Poets,
Stiv Bators,
Underground Resistance,
Black Pus,
Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters.
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.