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 Montenegro and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Cluster to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Echo & the Bunnymen. All the underground hits.
All Organ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pet Shop Boys 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delta 5 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The United States of America,
Wally Richardson,
Eric Dolphy,
Royal Trux,
John Cale,
Gang Green,
The Star Department,
Neu!,
Smog,
One Last Wish,
Stereo Dub,
Kerrie Biddell,
Sight & Sound,
Joy Division,
Kenny Larkin,
Pulsallama,
CMW,
Boredoms,
Al Stewart,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Ten City,
Boz Scaggs,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Sun Ra,
Lower 48,
Gabor Szabo,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Hasil Adkins,
Theoretical Girls,
Siglo XX,
The Kinks,
James Chance & The Contortions,
DJ Style,
L. Decosne,
The Associates,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Newcleus,
Quando Quango,
The Real Kids,
Nas,
John Coltrane,
Ice-T,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Trojans,
Animal Collective,
Minor Threat,
The Flesh Eaters,
Absolute Body Control,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
KRS-One,
New Age Steppers,
Rod Modell,
Loose Ends,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Gap Band,
Saccharine Trust,
Rakim,
Zero Boys,
Ludus,
Agitation Free,
Jerry Gold Smith, Jerry Gold Smith, Jerry Gold Smith, Jerry Gold Smith.
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.