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 Tonga and from Stockholm.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Lyon.
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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Human League to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 the Swans. All the underground hits.
All Lalann tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Traffic Nightmare record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kool Moe Dee record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Organ,
Fad Gadget,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Prince Buster,
Marc Almond,
The Gladiators,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Barracudas,
Rekid,
Siglo XX,
Nik Kershaw,
John Lydon,
Vladislav Delay,
Tim Buckley,
The Zeros,
The Angels of Light,
Ten City,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Outsiders,
Barbara Tucker,
Rod Modell,
Buzzcocks,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Lungfish,
Blake Baxter,
Heaven 17,
DJ Style,
Brothers Johnson,
JFA,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Velvet Underground,
Isaac Hayes,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Negative Approach,
Masters at Work,
The Blues Magoos,
Circle Jerks,
T.S.O.L.,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Y Pants,
Aural Exciters,
the Association,
Scan 7,
Barrington Levy,
Nas,
Funky Four + One,
Clear Light,
The Smoke,
Lebanon Hanover,
DNA,
The Selecter,
The Mummies,
David Axelrod,
Gichy Dan,
Niagra,
Funkadelic,
Blossom Toes,
Sam Rivers,
the Germs,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Audionom, Audionom, Audionom, Audionom.
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.