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 Iraq and from Toronto.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 linndrum 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 Simply Red to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud. All the underground hits.
All EPMD tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fifty Foot Hose record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Johnny Osbourne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Oneida,
Altered Images,
The Raincoats,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Reuben Wilson,
LL Cool J,
Accadde A,
Rhythm & Sound,
Kevin Saunderson,
Procol Harum,
Prince Buster,
The Stooges,
The Fire Engines,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Anthony Braxton,
OOIOO,
Amon Düül,
Soulsonic Force,
John Foxx,
Curtis Mayfield,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Icehouse,
Sonic Youth,
Crash Course in Science,
Royal Trux,
The Electric Prunes,
Camberwell Now,
Quando Quango,
Jacques Brel,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
X-102,
Radiohead,
Quantec,
Grey Daturas,
The Mojo Men,
Pole,
Joyce Sims,
Glambeats Corp.,
Kayak,
Black Bananas,
Gichy Dan,
One Last Wish,
Bluetip,
Organ,
A Certain Ratio,
Unwound,
Half Japanese,
Crime,
Technova,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Newcleus,
Erasure,
Sun City Girls,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Jeru the Damaja,
Howard Jones,
Sam Rivers,
Boz Scaggs,
Peter & Gordon,
Symarip,
Sexual Harrassment,
Monolake, Monolake, Monolake, Monolake.
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.