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 Latvia and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Alphaville to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Delon & Dalcan. All the underground hits.
All The Dead C tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bluetip record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Motorama 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?
CMW,
Flamin' Groovies,
Khruangbin,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Fuzztones,
Gang of Four,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Groovy Waters,
Roy Ayers,
The Monochrome Set,
The Doors,
48th St. Collective,
Roxy Music,
Eric B and Rakim,
Unwound,
Monks,
The Red Krayola,
The Count Five,
The Electric Prunes,
James White and The Blacks,
Mark Hollis,
Young Marble Giants,
Wolf Eyes,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Tremeloes,
Jeff Mills,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Procol Harum,
Lightning Bolt,
Minutemen,
the Fania All-Stars,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Sam Rivers,
Fat Boys,
Index,
Essential Logic,
Idris Muhammad,
Fluxion,
Alton Ellis,
John Holt,
Leonard Cohen,
Nirvana,
Godley & Creme,
Shoche,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Angels of Light,
Dorothy Ashby,
Outsiders,
Crooked Eye,
The Toasters,
Minny Pops,
Swans,
The Invisible,
Soft Cell,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Dual Sessions,
Von Mondo,
Sällskapet,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
One Last Wish,
The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s.
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.