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 Equatorial Guinea and from Bologna.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 oboe 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 The Blackbyrds to the grunge 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 Roxette. All the underground hits.
All the Human League tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scott Walker 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Erasure record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Morten Harket,
8 Eyed Spy,
Reagan Youth,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Skaos,
Man Parrish,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Fall,
Pierre Henry,
Soul II Soul,
Hasil Adkins,
Gang of Four,
Byron Stingily,
The Index,
Spandau Ballet,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Rekid,
A Certain Ratio,
The Young Rascals,
Kerri Chandler,
Supertramp,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Modern Lovers,
John Cale,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Japan,
Duran Duran,
Symarip,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sixth Finger,
Marvin Gaye,
Lindisfarne,
Simply Red,
Quando Quango,
Kas Product,
Das Ding,
the Human League,
New Age Steppers,
Warren Ellis,
the Sonics,
Rotary Connection,
Shuggie Otis,
Swans,
Jawbox,
Swell Maps,
Newcleus,
Fatback Band,
Theoretical Girls,
Lalann,
Quantec,
Black Moon,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Chrome,
Grey Daturas,
The Misunderstood,
F. McDonald,
DJ Style,
Royal Trux,
Andrew Hill,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Procol Harum,
Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis.
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.