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 Finland and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 spring reverb 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 Television to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 John Cale. All the underground hits.
All The Vogues tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Morten Harket record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeff Lynne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Busters,
Deakin,
the Human League,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The American Breed,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
June of 44,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Funky Four + One,
Sound Behaviour,
Sixth Finger,
Lucky Dragons,
Flamin' Groovies,
Faraquet,
Gong,
Bush Tetras,
Essential Logic,
The Fire Engines,
Cal Tjader,
Sarah Menescal,
The Golliwogs,
Kerri Chandler,
Cluster,
Stetsasonic,
Fad Gadget,
The Skatalites,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Litter,
The Fall,
Banda Bassotti,
DJ Sneak,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
These Immortal Souls,
R.M.O.,
Fatback Band,
The Techniques,
Easy Going,
Black Bananas,
Tomorrow,
Second Layer,
Angry Samoans,
The Monks,
B.T. Express,
Tears for Fears,
Bobby Womack,
Kool Moe Dee,
Gang Green,
Ultra Naté,
The Blues Magoos,
Goldenarms,
Shoche,
Mandrill,
Bill Near,
Procol Harum,
Rosa Yemen,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Mo-Dettes,
Ohio Players,
Aswad,
K-Klass,
kango's stein massive,
FM Einheit,
Minnie Riperton, Minnie Riperton, Minnie Riperton, Minnie Riperton.
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.