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 Spain and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Patti Smith to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Motorama. All the underground hits.
All Negative Approach tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boogie Down Productions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thee Headcoats record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Evens,
Man Eating Sloth,
Urselle,
MDC,
Kaleidoscope,
The Searchers,
Deadbeat,
the Sonics,
B.T. Express,
Johnny Clarke,
Grandmaster Flash,
Bill Near,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Bootsy Collins,
Harmonia,
Mr. Review,
Amon Düül II,
Dennis Brown,
Buzzcocks,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Mummies,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Names,
The Smiths,
Agitation Free,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Supertramp,
Funky Four + One,
Tim Buckley,
The Flesh Eaters,
Jeff Lynne,
The Beau Brummels,
Tomorrow,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Red Krayola,
Patti Smith,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Morten Harket,
Slave,
Groovy Waters,
The Doobie Brothers,
Maleditus Sound,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Knickerbockers,
Todd Rundgren,
FM Einheit,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
the Bar-Kays,
Lakeside,
The Slackers,
Alison Limerick,
Television,
Aloha Tigers,
R.M.O.,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Lungfish, Lungfish, Lungfish, Lungfish.
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.