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 Peru and from Houston.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Archie Shepp 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 The Vogues. All the underground hits.
All Johnny Osbourne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pulsallama 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Loose Ends record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin 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?
Kaleidoscope,
The Modern Lovers,
The Red Krayola,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Matthew Bourne,
Silicon Teens,
The Fortunes,
Delta 5,
This Heat,
Michelle Simonal,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Zeros,
The Slackers,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lalo Schifrin,
Marmalade,
48th St. Collective,
The Misunderstood,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Mr. Review,
Whodini,
Black Pus,
Bad Manners,
Scientists,
Rapeman,
Aswad,
The Offenders,
David Axelrod,
Intrusion,
Yusef Lateef,
Bobby Sherman,
The Neon Judgement,
Excepter,
Model 500,
Flamin' Groovies,
Nirvana,
The Martian,
Cluster,
Panda Bear,
Terrestrial Tones,
Sparks,
Rakim,
Khruangbin,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Pulsallama,
The United States of America,
T.S.O.L.,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Black Moon,
Banda Bassotti,
The Divine Comedy,
Ronan,
A Certain Ratio,
Derrick May,
Sandy B,
Cybotron,
The Leaves,
the Germs,
Dark Day,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine.
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.