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 Barbados and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Ten City to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Soulsonic Force. All the underground hits.
All Todd Rundgren tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Red Lorry Yellow Lorry 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Misunderstood record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Crash Course in Science,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Sun City Girls,
Todd Rundgren,
Magma,
Whodini,
Depeche Mode,
Marine Girls,
Howard Jones,
Joensuu 1685,
Zero Boys,
Black Bananas,
Camouflage,
New Order,
DJ Style,
The Blues Magoos,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Black Sheep,
Unwound,
Marshall Jefferson,
Moby Grape,
Mo-Dettes,
Frankie Knuckles,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Nik Kershaw,
Eddi Front,
The Searchers,
The Names,
Rites of Spring,
Y Pants,
Cheater Slicks,
Arthur Verocai,
Jawbox,
Sister Nancy,
Bill Near,
The Evens,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Brand Nubian,
The Litter,
Flash Fearless,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Essential Logic,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Boz Scaggs,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
June of 44,
Tubeway Army,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
DJ Sneak,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Echospace,
T. Rex,
Country Teasers,
The Doobie Brothers,
Ultra Naté,
The Cowsills,
The Trojans,
Trumans Water,
Throbbing Gristle,
X-Ray Spex,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection.
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.