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 Brunei and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Shanghai.
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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft 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 Bad Manners. All the underground hits.
All Newcleus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joy Division 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ 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?
Ohio Players,
Cluster,
Tubeway Army,
Ralphi Rosario,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
World's Most,
Gang Green,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Fear,
Faust,
Joey Negro,
Neu!,
Chrome,
Section 25,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Nation of Ulysses,
Little Man,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Maleditus Sound,
The Blackbyrds,
Josef K,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Cheater Slicks,
The Smiths,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Associates,
Faraquet,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Flesh Eaters,
Camberwell Now,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Funkadelic,
AZ,
The Pretty Things,
The Cramps,
Khruangbin,
Marshall Jefferson,
Althea and Donna,
Loose Ends,
Tomorrow,
Tropical Tobacco,
Gang of Four,
Moby Grape,
Gil Scott Heron,
New York Dolls,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Jeff Lynne,
the Normal,
Hashim,
Motorama,
X-Ray Spex,
Kas Product,
Monks,
Cecil Taylor,
Albert Ayler,
Livin' Joy,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Bauhaus,
The Human League, The Human League, The Human League, The Human League.
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.