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 Laos and from Bologna.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Ponytail 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 MC5. All the underground hits.
All Tubeway Army tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kool Moe Dee 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Echo & the Bunnymen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Average White Band,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
the Bar-Kays,
The Angels of Light,
Marshall Jefferson,
Warren Ellis,
Barclay James Harvest,
Heaven 17,
Neil Young,
The Beau Brummels,
Radio Birdman,
These Immortal Souls,
Lower 48,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
a-ha,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Sugar Minott,
Anakelly,
Davy DMX,
The Sound,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Dark Day,
Susan Cadogan,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
H. Thieme,
Bauhaus,
Sonny Sharrock,
Minutemen,
Lungfish,
T.S.O.L.,
The Star Department,
Negative Approach,
The Leaves,
Can,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Moody Blues,
Tim Buckley,
Monolake,
Ohio Players,
Intrusion,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Barbara Tucker,
Bush Tetras,
Alphaville,
Rotary Connection,
Ludus,
Metal Thangz,
Patti Smith,
Kaleidoscope,
Organ,
Juan Atkins,
The Trojans,
Cymande,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Neon Judgement,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Sun City Girls,
Terry Callier,
Pulsallama,
Nils Olav,
Angry Samoans,
The Gladiators, The Gladiators, The Gladiators, The Gladiators.
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.