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 Saudi Arabia and from Bologna.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Electric Light Orchestra to the grime 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 Y Pants. All the underground hits.
All Stockholm Monsters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alton Ellis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Von Mondo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Albert Ayler,
Infiniti,
Leonard Cohen,
Michelle Simonal,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Make Up,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lakeside,
Delon & Dalcan,
David Axelrod,
The Velvet Underground,
Bobby Sherman,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
cv313,
Visage,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Zapp,
Yusef Lateef,
Brass Construction,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Eve St. Jones,
DJ Sneak,
The Slackers,
Loose Ends,
The Red Krayola,
China Crisis,
Suburban Knight,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Pretty Things,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Essential Logic,
LL Cool J,
Camouflage,
Ultravox,
Clear Light,
Supertramp,
Connie Case,
The Walker Brothers,
Franke,
Pharoah Sanders,
Chrome,
The Motions,
Piero Umiliani,
Matthew Halsall,
Main Source,
K-Klass,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Wasted Youth,
The Doors,
Gang of Four,
the Germs,
Gang Green,
Dennis Brown,
The Fuzztones,
The Fortunes,
Symarip,
The Slits,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Dead Boys,
Agent Orange,
Yellowson,
Thee Headcoats,
Carl Craig,
Gang Starr, Gang Starr, Gang Starr, Gang Starr.
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.