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 Malaysia and from Salvador.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Second Layer to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Marshall Jefferson. All the underground hits.
All Glambeats Corp. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Smooth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Louis and Bebe Barron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Infiniti,
Joensuu 1685,
Kas Product,
Radiopuhelimet,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Eden Ahbez,
The Five Americans,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Kayak,
8 Eyed Spy,
Graham Central Station,
Half Japanese,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Slackers,
Babytalk,
The J.B.'s,
Pet Shop Boys,
Nils Olav,
Glenn Branca,
Tropical Tobacco,
Kevin Saunderson,
Ten City,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Birthday Party,
Al Stewart,
Girls At Our Best!,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Bauhaus,
Excepter,
Maleditus Sound,
Main Source,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Judy Mowatt,
Bill Wells,
Minor Threat,
The Mummies,
Peter & Gordon,
Eric Copeland,
Model 500,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Iggy Pop,
The Litter,
Sandy B,
Vladislav Delay,
Scientists,
Kurtis Blow,
Brothers Johnson,
Crooked Eye,
Sixth Finger,
The Smiths,
PIL,
the Swans,
The Monochrome Set,
The Vogues,
Neu!,
Gastr Del Sol,
Absolute Body Control,
The Modern Lovers,
Ultimate Spinach,
Rakim,
Unrelated Segments,
Ohio Players, Ohio Players, Ohio Players, Ohio Players.
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.