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 Monaco and from Woodstock.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 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 the Human League to the grunge 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 Ken Boothe. All the underground hits.
All Jeff Mills tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Magma 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Motions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Crash Course in Science,
Robert Wyatt,
The Music Machine,
Ultravox,
Morten Harket,
Johnny Osbourne,
Electric Prunes,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Thompson Twins,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Jeff Lynne,
The Birthday Party,
Jacob Miller,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Divine Comedy,
Scion,
Eric Copeland,
The Doors,
The Monks,
David Bowie,
The Barracudas,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Count Five,
Hasil Adkins,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Dave Clark Five,
Peter & Gordon,
The Fortunes,
Bobby Byrd,
CMW,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Clear Light,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Wings,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Rites of Spring,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Toni Rubio,
Saccharine Trust,
Visage,
Circle Jerks,
Tropical Tobacco,
Au Pairs,
Kas Product,
Schoolly D,
ABC,
Drexciya,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Gil Scott Heron,
Spandau Ballet,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Modern Lovers,
Lalo Schifrin,
the Bar-Kays,
Radio Birdman,
Crispy Ambulance,
The United States of America,
Charles Mingus,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Derrick May,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Roy Ayers Ubiquity.
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.