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 San Marino and from Taipei.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the organ 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 John Coltrane to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Mad Mike. All the underground hits.
All Sunsets and Hearts tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roger Hodgson 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 a linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
China Crisis,
Kenny Larkin,
Fluxion,
Dave Gahan,
Patti Smith,
Howard Jones,
Soft Cell,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Flipper,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Mad Mike,
Eurythmics,
K-Klass,
Moss Icon,
The Real Kids,
Minny Pops,
Nico,
Robert Görl,
Scrapy,
Big Daddy Kane,
Crooked Eye,
Youth Brigade,
FM Einheit,
Gang Starr,
Warren Ellis,
Jesper Dahlback,
Cymande,
Dennis Brown,
Procol Harum,
Jacob Miller,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Neon Judgement,
Scan 7,
Panda Bear,
Fugazi,
Angry Samoans,
Animal Collective,
Robert Hood,
Silicon Teens,
Schoolly D,
Gregory Isaacs,
Severed Heads,
Ice-T,
Chris Corsano,
Bobby Womack,
Goldenarms,
AZ,
Circle Jerks,
Quadrant,
Negative Approach,
Peter & Gordon,
These Immortal Souls,
The Happenings,
Ossler,
The Leaves,
The Cowsills,
Roxy Music,
Gong,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Star Department,
Second Layer,
Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo.
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.