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 Finland and from Shanghai.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Agitation Free to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Todd Rundgren. All the underground hits.
All Pharoah Sanders tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lower 48 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Television Personalities record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
K-Klass,
X-101,
Barbara Tucker,
The Tremeloes,
Neil Young,
James White and The Blacks,
The Gap Band,
Bronski Beat,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Fad Gadget,
Andrew Hill,
Hardrive,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Schoolly D,
Erykah Badu,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Marcia Griffiths,
Dead Boys,
Kaleidoscope,
E-Dancer,
Surgeon,
Marc Almond,
Flipper,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Absolute Body Control,
Junior Murvin,
Harmonia,
Todd Rundgren,
X-102,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Angry Samoans,
Susan Cadogan,
Yellowson,
Lou Christie,
Avey Tare,
Albert Ayler,
Dave Gahan,
The Victims,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Frankie Knuckles,
Newcleus,
Whodini,
Gastr Del Sol,
Can,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Slits,
Goldenarms,
Mary Jane Girls,
Quando Quango,
Josef K,
Circle Jerks,
Joe Finger,
The Cramps,
Eddi Front,
Depeche Mode,
Electric Prunes,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Patti Smith,
EPMD,
Jawbox, Jawbox, Jawbox, Jawbox.
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.