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 Portugal and from Toronto.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the marimba 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 Fifty Foot Hose to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Lungfish. All the underground hits.
All Girls At Our Best! tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Flag 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David Axelrod record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eve St. Jones,
Isaac Hayes,
MC5,
Bauhaus,
David Axelrod,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Last Poets,
Circle Jerks,
Althea and Donna,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Five Americans,
Jerry's Kids,
Arab on Radar,
Ronnie Foster,
Minny Pops,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Whodini,
Lalann,
Mad Mike,
The Offenders,
Soulsonic Force,
Sonic Youth,
Barry Ungar,
E-Dancer,
Blancmange,
The Smoke,
Eli Mardock,
The Residents,
Chrome,
Leonard Cohen,
Youth Brigade,
Matthew Bourne,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Robert Hood,
The Monochrome Set,
Pylon,
Fatback Band,
cv313,
Mantronix,
Second Layer,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
MDC,
Gabor Szabo,
Zero Boys,
Big Daddy Kane,
Depeche Mode,
K-Klass,
Stereo Dub,
Interpol,
Black Sheep,
Andrew Hill,
Glambeats Corp.,
Saccharine Trust,
The Moody Blues,
Frankie Knuckles,
Lee Hazlewood,
Eden Ahbez,
Erasure,
Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts.
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.