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 Cuba and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Slick Rick to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Skriet. All the underground hits.
All Little Man tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Residents 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camouflage record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Doors,
Leonard Cohen,
PIL,
Desert Stars,
Kaleidoscope,
The Moody Blues,
Fela Kuti,
Flash Fearless,
Davy DMX,
Nico,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
These Immortal Souls,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Sex Pistols,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Laurel Aitken,
Altered Images,
David Axelrod,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Fortunes,
Gerry Rafferty,
John Cale,
H. Thieme,
The Beau Brummels,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Tommy Roe,
Depeche Mode,
B.T. Express,
Minny Pops,
The Slackers,
Susan Cadogan,
Joensuu 1685,
Ronan,
The Litter,
Jesper Dahlback,
Pagans,
The Trojans,
Albert Ayler,
Angry Samoans,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Cramps,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Qualms,
The J.B.'s,
Outsiders,
Agent Orange,
The Tremeloes,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Barry Ungar,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Ornette Coleman,
Juan Atkins,
Sixth Finger,
Darondo,
Lindisfarne,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Stooges,
The Toasters,
Patti Smith,
Lee Hazlewood,
Blossom Toes,
Roxy Music, Roxy Music, Roxy Music, Roxy Music.
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.