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 Sierra Leone and from Beijing.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 theremin 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 Dead Boys to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Black Bananas. All the underground hits.
All Laurel Aitken tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Supertramp record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 rhodes and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thee Headcoats record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Jeff Mills,
Khruangbin,
Ohio Players,
Todd Rundgren,
Roy Ayers,
Lower 48,
Negative Approach,
Sun City Girls,
AZ,
Josef K,
Arab on Radar,
The Alarm Clocks,
Rekid,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Symarip,
Donny Hathaway,
Yusef Lateef,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Susan Cadogan,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Crispy Ambulance,
John Foxx,
Swell Maps,
Dual Sessions,
Quadrant,
Moss Icon,
Bill Near,
Rakim,
The Martian,
Kerri Chandler,
Dennis Brown,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Evens,
Suicide,
Groovy Waters,
Amon Düül,
Alton Ellis,
Accadde A,
The Cure,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
China Crisis,
Porter Ricks,
Neil Young,
Television Personalities,
Janne Schatter,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Seeds,
Erasure,
Radiopuhelimet,
Quando Quango,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Mandrill,
Los Fastidios,
Roxette,
Scan 7,
Nas,
Magazine,
Faust,
Television,
Beasts of Bourbon,
In Retrospect, In Retrospect, In Retrospect, In Retrospect.
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.