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 Hungary and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 ABBA to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Letta Mbulu. All the underground hits.
All Oblivians tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Erasure record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Pus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Silicon Teens,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Minor Threat,
Maleditus Sound,
Bizarre Inc.,
Camberwell Now,
Lou Christie,
Joe Smooth,
Fatback Band,
Cymande,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Cecil Taylor,
Hashim,
Lee Hazlewood,
Soulsonic Force,
Tom Boy,
Roy Ayers,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Fluxion,
Jeff Mills,
B.T. Express,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Procol Harum,
The Dave Clark Five,
Black Moon,
Lower 48,
Pagans,
Suburban Knight,
Barbara Tucker,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Chris Corsano,
David McCallum,
The Martian,
Lakeside,
Moby Grape,
Intrusion,
Pulsallama,
New Age Steppers,
The Victims,
Wally Richardson,
Pierre Henry,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
World's Most,
The Shadows of Knight,
Monks,
Y Pants,
Bronski Beat,
The Cowsills,
Brass Construction,
Roxette,
Alice Coltrane,
Bobby Womack,
Dorothy Ashby,
Rhythm & Sound,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Alison Limerick,
Boogie Down Productions,
Pussy Galore,
A Certain Ratio,
Warsaw, Warsaw, Warsaw, Warsaw.
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.