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 Paraguay and from Philadelphia.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Gang Green to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Victims. All the underground hits.
All Pylon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every CMW 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Technova record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Oblivians,
Faraquet,
Erasure,
Cluster,
The Angels of Light,
Swell Maps,
Grey Daturas,
Lee Hazlewood,
Barclay James Harvest,
Motorama,
The Grass Roots,
These Immortal Souls,
Royal Trux,
Avey Tare,
Aloha Tigers,
John Foxx,
Danielle Patucci,
Suicide,
Hardrive,
Rhythm & Sound,
Kas Product,
The Fugs,
The Victims,
Scrapy,
Rosa Yemen,
Soulsonic Force,
Suburban Knight,
ABC,
Nils Olav,
The Music Machine,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Maurizio,
Jeff Lynne,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Harpers Bizarre,
June of 44,
The Walker Brothers,
The Durutti Column,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Japan,
Soul Sonic Force,
Joe Finger,
Colin Newman,
Carl Craig,
Eli Mardock,
The Barracudas,
The Wake,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Sällskapet,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Connie Case,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
DNA,
T. Rex,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Monks,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Ultra Naté,
Lower 48,
Mantronix, Mantronix, Mantronix, Mantronix.
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.