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 Czech Republic and from Tehran.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Sunsets and Hearts to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Lalann. All the underground hits.
All Mary Jane Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every AZ record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Donny Hathaway record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Quando Quango,
Soft Machine,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Monks,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Searchers,
The Evens,
Agitation Free,
Amon Düül II,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Standells,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Deakin,
The Gladiators,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Busters,
Sun Ra,
Soulsonic Force,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Dennis Brown,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Massinfluence,
Suicide,
Henry Cow,
The Slackers,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Angry Samoans,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Blues Magoos,
Second Layer,
Alton Ellis,
Procol Harum,
Symarip,
Qualms,
Audionom,
Yusef Lateef,
The Dead C,
Black Sheep,
Minnie Riperton,
Country Teasers,
Toni Rubio,
Mo-Dettes,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Eli Mardock,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Tremeloes,
Tim Buckley,
Cluster,
Basic Channel,
Moby Grape,
Erykah Badu,
Mantronix,
Shuggie Otis,
Anakelly,
Carl Craig,
Lee Hazlewood,
ABC,
Funky Four + One,
Chris & Cosey,
The Cosmic Jokers, The Cosmic Jokers, The Cosmic Jokers, The Cosmic Jokers.
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.