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 Palau and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the sitar 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 Boz Scaggs to the jazz 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 Black Pus. All the underground hits.
All Tim Buckley tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ludus 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a In Retrospect record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grauzone,
Laurel Aitken,
Soulsonic Force,
Bill Wells,
One Last Wish,
The Neon Judgement,
F. McDonald,
Ponytail,
the Human League,
These Immortal Souls,
Mark Hollis,
Curtis Mayfield,
cv313,
X-102,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Japan,
Brick,
Television,
Joe Finger,
Reagan Youth,
Gichy Dan,
Buzzcocks,
Oblivians,
Josef K,
AZ,
Barrington Levy,
Flipper,
Alphaville,
Pharoah Sanders,
Lightning Bolt,
The Invisible,
The Motions,
Barclay James Harvest,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Terry Callier,
Bluetip,
Drive Like Jehu,
Marcia Griffiths,
Model 500,
Suburban Knight,
Audionom,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Agitation Free,
Ralphi Rosario,
Supertramp,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Mad Mike,
Colin Newman,
the Soft Cell,
Sonny Sharrock,
Black Bananas,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Grey Daturas,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Ultravox,
Sarah Menescal,
Easy Going,
Whodini,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers.
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.