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 Ecuador and from Bremen.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Amazonics 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 DJ Style. All the underground hits.
All Lalann tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Doobie Brothers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 guitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Loose Ends record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gap Band,
Yellowson,
Little Man,
Marvin Gaye,
Don Cherry,
Aaron Thompson,
Nils Olav,
T. Rex,
D'Angelo,
Wings,
Althea and Donna,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Yusef Lateef,
The Mummies,
New York Dolls,
Lou Christie,
The Fugs,
Wally Richardson,
David McCallum,
Crime,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Cowsills,
Bobby Sherman,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Rufus Thomas,
Gregory Isaacs,
Gang of Four,
The Young Rascals,
the Normal,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Marc Almond,
ABBA,
the Soft Cell,
Grauzone,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Soft Cell,
Nick Fraelich,
Audionom,
Morten Harket,
Arthur Verocai,
Josef K,
Suburban Knight,
Clear Light,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Maurizio,
The Names,
Eli Mardock,
Pole,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Monks,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Slackers,
JFA,
the Human League,
Monks,
Mary Jane Girls,
Black Sheep,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Wire,
A Certain Ratio,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin.
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.