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 Israel and from Madrid.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Joe Finger to the grime 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 Man Parrish. All the underground hits.
All Mr. Review tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric B and Rakim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visage record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Vogues,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Negative Approach,
Bizarre Inc.,
Los Fastidios,
One Last Wish,
Althea and Donna,
the Sonics,
Stetsasonic,
Surgeon,
Barbara Tucker,
Judy Mowatt,
The Toasters,
Roy Ayers,
Mission of Burma,
The Zeros,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Man Parrish,
New Age Steppers,
Barry Ungar,
FM Einheit,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Crispian St. Peters,
The Moleskins,
Eric B and Rakim,
In Retrospect,
Todd Rundgren,
Simply Red,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Isaac Hayes,
Theoretical Girls,
Animal Collective,
Deepchord,
The Shadows of Knight,
Lungfish,
Barclay James Harvest,
Brick,
Goldenarms,
The Victims,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Chrome,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
T. Rex,
Bang On A Can,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Gerry Rafferty,
Johnny Clarke,
Josef K,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Yusef Lateef,
DJ Style,
Khruangbin,
Section 25,
The Pretty Things,
Tim Buckley,
Sun Ra,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Eli Mardock,
Kenny Larkin,
Roxette,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Zero Boys,
Al Stewart, Al Stewart, Al Stewart, Al Stewart.
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.