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 Monaco and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 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 Parry Music to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Radiohead. All the underground hits.
All Inner City tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David McCallum record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 an oboe and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a De La Soul & Jungle Brothers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nas,
Depeche Mode,
Suburban Knight,
Gong,
Gastr Del Sol,
Albert Ayler,
Easy Going,
Pussy Galore,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The J.B.'s,
The Slackers,
Leonard Cohen,
Yazoo,
The Trojans,
Derrick Morgan,
Monolake,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Joey Negro,
Lou Christie,
The American Breed,
DNA,
The Move,
Soul Sonic Force,
Mark Hollis,
Con Funk Shun,
New Age Steppers,
Lebanon Hanover,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Mantronix,
Television Personalities,
Amon Düül II,
Eddi Front,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
La Düsseldorf,
Public Enemy,
Roxy Music,
Qualms,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Count Five,
Slave,
Barclay James Harvest,
Scion,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Gap Band,
Sam Rivers,
Tom Boy,
The Techniques,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Skriet,
The Evens,
Scientists,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
New Order,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Eve St. Jones,
Man Eating Sloth,
Bill Wells,
Skarface,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Arcadia, Arcadia, Arcadia, Arcadia.
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.