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 East Timor and from Tokyo.
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 New York and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Country Teasers to the funk 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 Shoche. All the underground hits.
All MC5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every June of 44 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Liliput record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pet Shop Boys,
PIL,
Yaz,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Nirvana,
Henry Cow,
Public Image Ltd.,
Surgeon,
DNA,
Pagans,
Alison Limerick,
Procol Harum,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
cv313,
The Invisible,
Ponytail,
Jeff Lynne,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
10cc,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Brick,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Todd Rundgren,
Scan 7,
Dennis Brown,
The Mummies,
Pulsallama,
Judy Mowatt,
KRS-One,
Kaleidoscope,
Scott Walker,
Make Up,
Funky Four + One,
World's Most,
Popol Vuh,
ABC,
Peter and Kerry,
Young Marble Giants,
Skriet,
The Electric Prunes,
June of 44,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
the Fania All-Stars,
Albert Ayler,
Brass Construction,
Gang Gang Dance,
Oneida,
Flipper,
Eden Ahbez,
Jawbox,
The Fortunes,
T.S.O.L.,
L. Decosne,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Barracudas,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Aswad,
Icehouse,
Average White Band,
New Order,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Funkadelic,
The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground.
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.