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 Malaysia and from Lille.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Glasgow.
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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Kas Product to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Kango’s Stein Massive. All the underground hits.
All Maurizio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cal Tjader record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gories record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gap Band,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Dave Gahan,
Das Ding,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The J.B.'s,
Massinfluence,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Gastr Del Sol,
Groovy Waters,
Todd Rundgren,
Sonic Youth,
Simply Red,
Gabor Szabo,
The Misunderstood,
The Music Machine,
Silicon Teens,
Glambeats Corp.,
Ituana,
Malaria!,
Little Man,
Harpers Bizarre,
New Order,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Invisible,
Au Pairs,
Jeff Lynne,
The Kinks,
The Gories,
Babytalk,
Crispian St. Peters,
Gang of Four,
Wire,
Andrew Hill,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Soul Sonic Force,
Marcia Griffiths,
John Lydon,
Donny Hathaway,
Basic Channel,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Fugs,
Ultravox,
Cal Tjader,
Boz Scaggs,
Echospace,
the Human League,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Dead C,
China Crisis,
Gang Starr,
Sun Ra,
Index,
Joe Finger,
Public Image Ltd.,
Whodini,
Barrington Levy,
CMW,
The United States of America,
the Swans, the Swans, the Swans, the Swans.
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.