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 India and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 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 Kayak to the disco 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 Model 500. All the underground hits.
All Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Normal record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a June of 44 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Reuben Wilson,
Ornette Coleman,
David Axelrod,
Chrome,
Dave Gahan,
The Neon Judgement,
Flipper,
Derrick May,
Mantronix,
Siglo XX,
the Germs,
Warsaw,
The Sound,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Golliwogs,
Royal Trux,
Lucky Dragons,
Unwound,
Dead Boys,
The Moleskins,
Bob Dylan,
Minny Pops,
Aswad,
Patti Smith,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
D'Angelo,
Erykah Badu,
Technova,
Black Flag,
Andrew Hill,
Eddi Front,
Bobby Byrd,
Minor Threat,
La Düsseldorf,
Essential Logic,
Erasure,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Don Cherry,
John Cale,
Stockholm Monsters,
John Holt,
Terrestrial Tones,
Tim Buckley,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Searchers,
Todd Rundgren,
Q and Not U,
The Raincoats,
Bang On A Can,
Pet Shop Boys,
Blake Baxter,
Easy Going,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Curtis Mayfield,
Groovy Waters,
Scan 7,
Sun Ra,
Funkadelic,
The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground.
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.