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 United States and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Lower 48 to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Fire Engines. All the underground hits.
All Ituana tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Slackers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Radio Birdman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Todd Terry,
Technova,
Arthur Verocai,
Junior Murvin,
The Count Five,
Boogie Down Productions,
Piero Umiliani,
Radio Birdman,
the Fania All-Stars,
Circle Jerks,
Audionom,
Pole,
Sonic Youth,
Steve Hackett,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Warsaw,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Rod Modell,
Sixth Finger,
These Immortal Souls,
Terry Callier,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Janne Schatter,
Lightning Bolt,
KRS-One,
John Cale,
Skriet,
Ten City,
Pantaleimon,
Bluetip,
The Martian,
Gang of Four,
R.M.O.,
Marc Almond,
Gang Gang Dance,
Big Daddy Kane,
Johnny Clarke,
Todd Rundgren,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Ituana,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Isaac Hayes,
The Gap Band,
The Electric Prunes,
Moss Icon,
Pagans,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Ultra Naté,
X-Ray Spex,
F. McDonald,
Moebius,
X-101,
Los Fastidios,
Marmalade,
The Move,
Kayak,
Chris & Cosey,
Donald Byrd,
Sex Pistols,
The Leaves,
Zero Boys,
Motorama, Motorama, Motorama, Motorama.
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.