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 United Kingdom and from Tokyo.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
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 Supertramp to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Bobby Hutcherson. All the underground hits.
All The Vogues tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mars record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 an organ and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Qualms record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator 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?
Josef K,
Ultravox,
Jesper Dahlback,
Pantaleimon,
Symarip,
Anthony Braxton,
Lungfish,
Depeche Mode,
Shuggie Otis,
Matthew Halsall,
Ponytail,
Avey Tare,
Crooked Eye,
Lalo Schifrin,
Laurel Aitken,
Kevin Saunderson,
Man Parrish,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Con Funk Shun,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Aloha Tigers,
Bobby Byrd,
Average White Band,
Yellowson,
ABBA,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
T. Rex,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Slick Rick,
Ronan,
Qualms,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Section 25,
The Beau Brummels,
Sam Rivers,
Soft Machine,
The Young Rascals,
Skarface,
Radiohead,
Joyce Sims,
PIL,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Sexual Harrassment,
Andrew Hill,
Zero Boys,
New Age Steppers,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
the Soft Cell,
Sparks,
Roy Ayers,
Alice Coltrane,
Fela Kuti,
Rhythm & Sound,
Eve St. Jones,
Loose Ends,
Fear,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Doors,
Jeff Lynne,
Arcadia,
The Dead C,
Peter & Gordon,
Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire.
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.