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 Madagascar and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Stockholm.
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 theremin 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 Alphaville to the techno 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 Siglo XX. All the underground hits.
All Mad Mike tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bootsy's Rubber Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Parry Music record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Theoretical Girls,
John Lydon,
Sparks,
Gastr Del Sol,
Mark Hollis,
Blossom Toes,
Mary Jane Girls,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Barracudas,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Don Cherry,
Hasil Adkins,
Con Funk Shun,
Joensuu 1685,
Leonard Cohen,
Eddi Front,
Rites of Spring,
Derrick May,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
U.S. Maple,
Freddie Wadling,
The Blues Magoos,
Funky Four + One,
Sugar Minott,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Sixth Finger,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Babytalk,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Colin Newman,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Remains,
Wings,
Minny Pops,
Flamin' Groovies,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Barry Ungar,
The American Breed,
Altered Images,
The Music Machine,
The Smoke,
Alton Ellis,
Dawn Penn,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Girls At Our Best!,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Quantec,
Iggy Pop,
Magma,
Tom Boy,
Idris Muhammad,
David Axelrod,
Rakim,
Mandrill,
Max Romeo,
Joyce Sims,
Von Mondo,
Roxy Music,
Soul II Soul,
Brothers Johnson,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Glenn Branca, Glenn Branca, Glenn Branca, Glenn Branca.
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.