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 Peru and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Divine Comedy to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 H. Thieme. All the underground hits.
All Bush Tetras tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Simply Red record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fugazi record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Unwound,
Rhythm & Sound,
Yazoo,
Skaos,
Glenn Branca,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
The Sonics,
Alphaville,
Albert Ayler,
The Toasters,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Sugar Minott,
Silicon Teens,
Marine Girls,
Kevin Saunderson,
Adolescents,
Guru Guru,
Sun Ra,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Junior Murvin,
Janne Schatter,
Lou Christie,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Unrelated Segments,
Quando Quango,
Babytalk,
Excepter,
Easy Going,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Marc Almond,
The Fuzztones,
The Dirtbombs,
Simply Red,
Soft Machine,
Matthew Bourne,
Trumans Water,
Lyres,
The Smoke,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Move,
The J.B.'s,
Eric Dolphy,
Minnie Riperton,
Gerry Rafferty,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Faraquet,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Joyce Sims,
Dave Gahan,
Procol Harum,
Gabor Szabo,
Circle Jerks,
Hasil Adkins,
U.S. Maple,
Peter and Kerry,
Metal Thangz,
Deakin,
Lakeside,
Kurtis Blow,
Dawn Penn,
Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler.
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.