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 Cairo.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 snare 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 Swell Maps to the punk 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 Eden Ahbez. All the underground hits.
All The Fall tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every R.M.O. 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rotary Connection record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
La Düsseldorf,
The Pop Group,
Erasure,
Camouflage,
Ralphi Rosario,
Tommy Roe,
Terry Callier,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Hot Snakes,
Agitation Free,
The Searchers,
Fugazi,
Roxy Music,
Jacques Brel,
Lakeside,
Goldenarms,
B.T. Express,
Joey Negro,
The Gap Band,
The Count Five,
The Sonics,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Cluster,
T. Rex,
DNA,
The Electric Prunes,
The Dead C,
In Retrospect,
Joy Division,
Soft Machine,
Lalo Schifrin,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Red Krayola,
Shuggie Otis,
The Human League,
Radiopuhelimet,
Barbara Tucker,
Morten Harket,
Scratch Acid,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Dawn Penn,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Electric Prunes,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Mars,
Bauhaus,
Reagan Youth,
Nirvana,
John Cale,
cv313,
Sexual Harrassment,
Colin Newman,
Derrick May,
Laurel Aitken,
Lyres,
Reuben Wilson,
Bluetip,
The Smoke,
Skriet,
F. McDonald,
Scan 7,
Gang Green,
Oneida,
The Skatalites, The Skatalites, The Skatalites, The Skatalites.
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.