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 Kosovo and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Mumbai.
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 synthesizer 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 The Index to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 David McCallum. All the underground hits.
All Fugazi tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Sonics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 an oboe and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Germs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Hutcherson,
Joy Division,
PIL,
The Doobie Brothers,
Brick,
Whodini,
FM Einheit,
Visage,
Underground Resistance,
Mantronix,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Derrick Morgan,
The Martian,
Marshall Jefferson,
Intrusion,
Lou Reed,
The Names,
Rotary Connection,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Pole,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Hashim,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Sex Pistols,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Dorothy Ashby,
Camberwell Now,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
LL Cool J,
Grey Daturas,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Young Rascals,
Amon Düül,
Dead Boys,
The Litter,
Toni Rubio,
the Bar-Kays,
The Leaves,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Velvet Underground,
Eli Mardock,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Ultravox,
Steve Hackett,
Monks,
L. Decosne,
Second Layer,
Circle Jerks,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Dual Sessions,
Wolf Eyes,
Oblivians,
John Cale,
The Cure,
Can,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Rapeman,
Loose Ends,
Judy Mowatt, Judy Mowatt, Judy Mowatt, Judy Mowatt.
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.