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 Ireland and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Sarah Menescal to the techno 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 Arcadia. All the underground hits.
All Patti Smith tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every In Retrospect record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bluetip record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ronnie Foster,
Ultimate Spinach,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Seeds,
Yellowson,
The Trojans,
Little Man,
the Human League,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
kango's stein massive,
Sällskapet,
The Skatalites,
Yaz,
Tres Demented,
The Barracudas,
Agent Orange,
Ultravox,
Q65,
Television Personalities,
The Remains,
Mars,
Adolescents,
The J.B.'s,
ABC,
The Star Department,
Sarah Menescal,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Franke,
Buzzcocks,
T.S.O.L.,
Jeru the Damaja,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Harpers Bizarre,
Faust,
The New Christs,
X-101,
The Music Machine,
Unwound,
Wire,
Grandmaster Flash,
Arthur Verocai,
Swell Maps,
Au Pairs,
Jeff Mills,
Deakin,
Tomorrow,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Five Americans,
The Busters,
Cluster,
Brand Nubian,
The Names,
Joyce Sims,
Skarface,
The Moody Blues,
Kayak,
The Fall,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Kerrie Biddell,
Blancmange,
Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff.
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.