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 Afghanistan and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 marimba 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 Infiniti to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Deadbeat. All the underground hits.
All X-102 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric Dolphy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a guitar 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 mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Outsiders,
Marc Almond,
Popol Vuh,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Barracudas,
Unrelated Segments,
Youth Brigade,
Crispy Ambulance,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Bobby Sherman,
Stetsasonic,
The Music Machine,
The Flesh Eaters,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
the Sonics,
The Detroit Cobras,
FM Einheit,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Pet Shop Boys,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Scott Walker,
kango's stein massive,
Camouflage,
The Real Kids,
The Smoke,
Todd Rundgren,
Sixth Finger,
Roxette,
Jandek,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Eli Mardock,
Judy Mowatt,
Avey Tare,
Public Enemy,
The Cure,
Banda Bassotti,
Deakin,
Lou Christie,
Yellowson,
Silicon Teens,
Maurizio,
Donald Byrd,
The Tremeloes,
X-102,
Freddie Wadling,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Gladiators,
Minutemen,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Mars,
10cc,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Country Teasers,
Warren Ellis,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Monolake,
Hashim,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes.
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.