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 Chile and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Sällskapet to the electroclash 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 Fela Kuti. All the underground hits.
All Bizarre Inc. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Subhumans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Girls At Our Best! record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Infiniti,
Ronan,
The Move,
Drive Like Jehu,
Eurythmics,
Television Personalities,
X-101,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Rakim,
ABC,
Eric B and Rakim,
Quando Quango,
Barrington Levy,
Chris Corsano,
Big Daddy Kane,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Bobby Womack,
Smog,
Agitation Free,
Monolake,
cv313,
Silicon Teens,
Crash Course in Science,
Panda Bear,
The Searchers,
Eric Dolphy,
Flash Fearless,
The Monochrome Set,
The Standells,
Lou Christie,
Au Pairs,
Joe Smooth,
Make Up,
Amon Düül II,
Banda Bassotti,
Excepter,
Newcleus,
Franke,
Fugazi,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Bush Tetras,
The Flesh Eaters,
CMW,
R.M.O.,
Joensuu 1685,
Alice Coltrane,
Rosa Yemen,
The Alarm Clocks,
Pole,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
the Soft Cell,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Jimmy McGriff,
Minnie Riperton,
kango's stein massive,
Easy Going,
Cal Tjader,
L. Decosne,
Popol Vuh,
Hashim,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five.
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.