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 Kosovo and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 arpeggiator 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 Soft Cell to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 James White and The Blacks. All the underground hits.
All Amon Düül tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Toasters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Anthony Braxton record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Al Stewart,
Fela Kuti,
Avey Tare,
The Divine Comedy,
Jeru the Damaja,
Jerry's Kids,
The Monochrome Set,
Jeff Mills,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Los Fastidios,
Erykah Badu,
Ultravox,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Lyres,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Saccharine Trust,
These Immortal Souls,
Alton Ellis,
Fluxion,
Sixth Finger,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Lindisfarne,
Todd Rundgren,
Howard Jones,
Easy Going,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Tears for Fears,
The Move,
The Victims,
Arthur Verocai,
Skriet,
June Days,
Lalo Schifrin,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Youth Brigade,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Aaron Thompson,
New Order,
Subhumans,
The Motions,
Blossom Toes,
The Sound,
Urselle,
Suicide,
Yazoo,
Malaria!,
Thee Headcoats,
Ponytail,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Moleskins,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Zeros,
10cc,
Brass Construction,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Modern Lovers,
Morten Harket,
DJ Sneak,
Inner City,
Pierre Henry,
Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish.
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.