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 Colombia and from Johannesburg.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Pere Ubu to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Strawberry Alarm Clock. All the underground hits.
All Dawn Penn tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Swell Maps record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mantronix record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tom Boy,
John Foxx,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Marmalade,
Matthew Halsall,
Crime,
Junior Murvin,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Roger Hodgson,
Subhumans,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Velvet Underground,
Minor Threat,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Gil Scott Heron,
Cybotron,
Marvin Gaye,
The Remains,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Soft Cell,
Aloha Tigers,
The Selecter,
Funkadelic,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Motions,
Reuben Wilson,
Outsiders,
Joe Finger,
Blake Baxter,
The Fuzztones,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Moleskins,
F. McDonald,
the Sonics,
The Stooges,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Quantec,
Brothers Johnson,
Soul II Soul,
Duran Duran,
Metal Thangz,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Vogues,
UT,
Yaz,
Chrome,
Ludus,
A Certain Ratio,
Big Daddy Kane,
U.S. Maple,
Scott Walker,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Yazoo,
Ronan,
Q and Not U,
Derrick Morgan,
The New Christs,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Avey Tare,
Soul Sonic Force,
Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy.
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.