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 Guinea and from Spokane.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Eden Ahbez to the grime 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 De La Soul & Jungle Brothers. All the underground hits.
All Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kerrie Biddell record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Trojans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alphaville,
Idris Muhammad,
48th St. Collective,
The Fugs,
Marshall Jefferson,
Kevin Saunderson,
Erasure,
Deadbeat,
T.S.O.L.,
Al Stewart,
The Slackers,
Los Fastidios,
Ohio Players,
Danielle Patucci,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Bizarre Inc.,
Lightning Bolt,
Maleditus Sound,
Bill Wells,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Supertramp,
Metal Thangz,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
New York Dolls,
The Neon Judgement,
Kaleidoscope,
Joe Smooth,
The Kinks,
F. McDonald,
Chris Corsano,
Altered Images,
Eve St. Jones,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Gang Starr,
Dual Sessions,
Pierre Henry,
Ponytail,
Warsaw,
Dawn Penn,
Scott Walker,
Shoche,
Fifty Foot Hose,
John Holt,
Porter Ricks,
Rod Modell,
Scratch Acid,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Groovy Waters,
Robert Wyatt,
Deepchord,
Swell Maps,
Second Layer,
Roxy Music,
Interpol,
Lalann,
Barbara Tucker,
The Knickerbockers,
Amon Düül,
Visage,
The Zeros,
The Searchers, The Searchers, The Searchers, The Searchers.
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.