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 Liechtenstein and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 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 Jacob Miller to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic. All the underground hits.
All Rhythim Is Rhythim 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 punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Litter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Motorama,
Minor Threat,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Blues Magoos,
Massinfluence,
Sixth Finger,
Dennis Brown,
The Dave Clark Five,
Eurythmics,
Roger Hodgson,
Fela Kuti,
Public Enemy,
Sällskapet,
Boredoms,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Harmonia,
Soft Machine,
The Zeros,
Mark Hollis,
The Velvet Underground,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Davy DMX,
The Leaves,
The Toasters,
The American Breed,
Laurel Aitken,
Marcia Griffiths,
Little Man,
Blancmange,
Lebanon Hanover,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Masters at Work,
Terry Callier,
Essential Logic,
Hot Snakes,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Prince Buster,
Andrew Hill,
Procol Harum,
The Grass Roots,
AZ,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Fire Engines,
Archie Shepp,
the Bar-Kays,
Chris Corsano,
Banda Bassotti,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Cheater Slicks,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
World's Most,
Wolf Eyes,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Ralphi Rosario,
Joensuu 1685,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
the Soft Cell,
Johnny Clarke,
The Doors,
Kevin Saunderson, Kevin Saunderson, Kevin Saunderson, Kevin Saunderson.
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.