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 Bolivia and from Manchester.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Sao Paulo.
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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Ronan to the dance 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 The Modern Lovers. All the underground hits.
All Echospace tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Negative Approach record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Althea and Donna record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alton Ellis,
Zero Boys,
Letta Mbulu,
Cecil Taylor,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Wolf Eyes,
Amazonics,
Kayak,
Joyce Sims,
JFA,
The Selecter,
Crime,
David Bowie,
Glambeats Corp.,
Cal Tjader,
Brass Construction,
The Monks,
Sight & Sound,
Susan Cadogan,
Negative Approach,
the Slits,
Chris Corsano,
Masters at Work,
The Techniques,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Blossom Toes,
Todd Rundgren,
Howard Jones,
Michelle Simonal,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
DJ Style,
Marcia Griffiths,
Warsaw,
The Divine Comedy,
James White and The Blacks,
Grandmaster Flash,
Bootsy Collins,
Lou Reed,
Silicon Teens,
The Mojo Men,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Royal Trux,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Busters,
Black Bananas,
Oblivians,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Ituana,
The Move,
Ultimate Spinach,
Lalo Schifrin,
Au Pairs,
PIL,
Ultravox,
K-Klass,
World's Most,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Avey Tare,
Eric Dolphy,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
R.M.O., R.M.O., R.M.O., R.M.O..
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.