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 Slovenia and from Seoul.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Livin' Joy to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Lou Reed. All the underground hits.
All Colin Newman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bill Near 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Banda Bassotti record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Moody Blues,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Red Krayola,
Matthew Halsall,
AZ,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Fat Boys,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Searchers,
Flipper,
Blossom Toes,
Camberwell Now,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Los Fastidios,
Gang of Four,
Electric Prunes,
Nas,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Don Cherry,
Kenny Larkin,
Theoretical Girls,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Star Department,
Prince Buster,
Technova,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Raincoats,
Kevin Saunderson,
Bronski Beat,
Banda Bassotti,
Stiv Bators,
Roxy Music,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Severed Heads,
Magma,
Sarah Menescal,
Carl Craig,
Glambeats Corp.,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
New Age Steppers,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
kango's stein massive,
Wasted Youth,
MDC,
Sandy B,
Shuggie Otis,
Minor Threat,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Music Machine,
Jandek,
Essential Logic,
Robert Görl,
Loose Ends,
Eurythmics,
Stetsasonic,
U.S. Maple,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Detroit Cobras,
Tres Demented,
The Victims,
Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz.
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.