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 Serbia and from Edmonton.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the organ 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 Radiopuhelimet to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Funky Four + One. All the underground hits.
All Qualms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every James Chance & The Contortions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flash Fearless record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Lynne,
The Knickerbockers,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Grauzone,
Chris Corsano,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Peter & Gordon,
Bizarre Inc.,
Skriet,
Agent Orange,
The Walker Brothers,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Vogues,
ABBA,
The Real Kids,
Soft Machine,
Crime,
Liliput,
Ponytail,
Lower 48,
The Music Machine,
Altered Images,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
the Germs,
Parry Music,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Slits,
FM Einheit,
Thompson Twins,
Archie Shepp,
Spoonie Gee,
Roy Ayers,
Fatback Band,
Anakelly,
Erykah Badu,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Livin' Joy,
Banda Bassotti,
T.S.O.L.,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Neon Judgement,
Gerry Rafferty,
Skaos,
Alphaville,
John Holt,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Sam Rivers,
Sparks,
Absolute Body Control,
The Skatalites,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Wings,
China Crisis,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Gun Club,
Arcadia,
Minutemen,
The Mojo Men, The Mojo Men, The Mojo Men, The Mojo Men.
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.