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 Denmark and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Dual Sessions 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 Hot Snakes. All the underground hits.
All Amazonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Motions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 808 and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kerri Chandler record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tears for Fears,
The Tremeloes,
Liliput,
John Holt,
The Wake,
New Order,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Q and Not U,
Delta 5,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Sandy B,
Scrapy,
Circle Jerks,
Rakim,
R.M.O.,
Mary Jane Girls,
Visage,
Sun Ra,
These Immortal Souls,
Agitation Free,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Blake Baxter,
kango's stein massive,
The Evens,
Pharoah Sanders,
Cluster,
Faraquet,
Derrick Morgan,
Bill Near,
Scientists,
Warren Ellis,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Star Department,
Radiohead,
Massinfluence,
Pierre Henry,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Invisible,
The Standells,
The Walker Brothers,
The Sound,
Monks,
Jacob Miller,
X-101,
Rufus Thomas,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Soulsonic Force,
Lou Christie,
La Düsseldorf,
Mad Mike,
Loose Ends,
Wolf Eyes,
U.S. Maple,
Country Joe & The Fish,
X-Ray Spex,
The Gap Band,
Erykah Badu,
Blossom Toes,
Negative Approach,
Clear Light, Clear Light, Clear Light, Clear Light.
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.