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 Norway 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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the 808 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 Lindisfarne to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Chrome. All the underground hits.
All The Velvet Underground tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joey Negro 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Supertramp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Infiniti,
The Moleskins,
LL Cool J,
The Leaves,
The Evens,
Dennis Brown,
The Tremeloes,
Bobby Sherman,
Pantaleimon,
Frankie Knuckles,
New York Dolls,
Kerrie Biddell,
Yellowson,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Faraquet,
the Soft Cell,
New Order,
The Star Department,
Vainqueur,
Ossler,
Dual Sessions,
T.S.O.L.,
Rod Modell,
Aswad,
The Stooges,
the Association,
Oblivians,
Robert Görl,
Lower 48,
June Days,
Main Source,
Kurtis Blow,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Agent Orange,
The Associates,
Altered Images,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Blake Baxter,
Simply Red,
the Swans,
Janne Schatter,
Joy Division,
Cymande,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Danielle Patucci,
The Blues Magoos,
Scion,
The Divine Comedy,
The Seeds,
Supertramp,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Pagans,
the Fania All-Stars,
48th St. Collective,
Mark Hollis,
Jimmy McGriff,
Don Cherry,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Index,
Panda Bear, Panda Bear, Panda Bear, Panda Bear.
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.