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 Singapore 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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Joy Division 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 Public Image Ltd.. All the underground hits.
All The Pop Group tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deakin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 a guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultimate Spinach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Derrick May,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Mojo Men,
Underground Resistance,
The Sound,
Eurythmics,
Hot Snakes,
Radiohead,
Japan,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Buckinghams,
Youth Brigade,
The Smoke,
Skaos,
Joe Finger,
Khruangbin,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Index,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Doobie Brothers,
X-Ray Spex,
Surgeon,
Eve St. Jones,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Stiv Bators,
Accadde A,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Eddi Front,
Dead Boys,
Maurizio,
Susan Cadogan,
Moss Icon,
Adolescents,
The Cramps,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Bush Tetras,
Scan 7,
Sonic Youth,
Chris Corsano,
Davy DMX,
Rotary Connection,
The Saints,
Lee Hazlewood,
Minutemen,
The Flesh Eaters,
Supertramp,
Pylon,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Albert Ayler,
Glambeats Corp.,
Soft Machine,
Leonard Cohen,
Lou Reed,
FM Einheit,
Black Sheep,
Main Source, Main Source, Main Source, Main Source.
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.