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 Indonesia 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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 harpsichord 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 The Mighty Diamonds to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Visage. All the underground hits.
All Absolute Body Control tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yellowson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tomorrow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television Personalities,
Todd Terry,
X-Ray Spex,
The Standells,
Public Enemy,
Steve Hackett,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Royal Trux,
Eric Copeland,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Godley & Creme,
Reuben Wilson,
Cameo,
The Kinks,
Basic Channel,
The Residents,
Jimmy McGriff,
U.S. Maple,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Byron Stingily,
The American Breed,
Smog,
10cc,
Moebius,
Loose Ends,
Graham Central Station,
Hasil Adkins,
K-Klass,
F. McDonald,
Nas,
Roger Hodgson,
The Electric Prunes,
Dual Sessions,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
David Axelrod,
Whodini,
The Fire Engines,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Slave,
Neil Young,
Ponytail,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Freddie Wadling,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Grandmaster Flash,
Anakelly,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Glenn Branca,
Yaz,
Gil Scott Heron,
Eric Dolphy,
Ralphi Rosario,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Von Mondo,
Arcadia,
Stetsasonic,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Kurtis Blow,
Television, Television, Television, Television.
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.