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 Italy and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 Arcadia to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Avey Tare. All the underground hits.
All a-ha tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Easy Going record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Susan Cadogan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lalo Schifrin,
John Cale,
DJ Style,
The Human League,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Oneida,
CMW,
Lalann,
This Heat,
Schoolly D,
The Birthday Party,
Deakin,
Bronski Beat,
Basic Channel,
Nirvana,
Charles Mingus,
Jeff Lynne,
the Sonics,
The Dave Clark Five,
Vainqueur,
Y Pants,
Wally Richardson,
X-Ray Spex,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Techniques,
The Grass Roots,
The Stooges,
Monks,
Piero Umiliani,
L. Decosne,
8 Eyed Spy,
Whodini,
Yazoo,
Interpol,
The Star Department,
Sparks,
The Dirtbombs,
Carl Craig,
AZ,
Eli Mardock,
Minnie Riperton,
EPMD,
The Kinks,
Gang Gang Dance,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Pierre Henry,
Liliput,
the Association,
The Fire Engines,
K-Klass,
Drive Like Jehu,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Fortunes,
New Order,
Intrusion,
Con Funk Shun,
Moebius,
Scan 7,
Eve St. Jones,
Model 500,
Youth Brigade,
Soul II Soul,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Standells, The Standells, The Standells, The Standells.
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.