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 Hungary and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 Michael McDonald 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 Dark Day to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Kurtis Blow. All the underground hits.
All Scan 7 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kayak record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Public Image Ltd. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ponytail,
Robert Wyatt,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Main Source,
Frankie Knuckles,
Sällskapet,
Electric Prunes,
Nirvana,
Porter Ricks,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Das Ding,
Fatback Band,
The Cure,
Brand Nubian,
Archie Shepp,
Tubeway Army,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Ohio Players,
Blancmange,
Sun Ra,
Lindisfarne,
The Invisible,
Wasted Youth,
Colin Newman,
Heaven 17,
Glambeats Corp.,
CMW,
The Count Five,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Fall,
The Remains,
Deakin,
Iggy Pop,
Don Cherry,
Yaz,
Eden Ahbez,
Robert Görl,
Brothers Johnson,
Radiohead,
The Dead C,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Half Japanese,
Can,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Amazonics,
Arab on Radar,
Amon Düül II,
Index,
Minutemen,
Marine Girls,
Agitation Free,
Mad Mike,
Excepter,
Make Up,
Pulsallama,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Hardrive,
The Moleskins,
Nas,
Deadbeat,
Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth.
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.