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 Portugal and from Madrid.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Flash Fearless to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Patti Smith. All the underground hits.
All Soul II Soul tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Slits record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hasil Adkins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lindisfarne,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Wake,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Real Kids,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Glenn Branca,
Guru Guru,
Audionom,
Sarah Menescal,
Avey Tare,
DJ Style,
The Residents,
Lee Hazlewood,
Cameo,
Essential Logic,
Hardrive,
Mission of Burma,
Steve Hackett,
Gastr Del Sol,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Black Dice,
L. Decosne,
Barbara Tucker,
The Young Rascals,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Jesper Dahlback,
Lightning Bolt,
X-102,
Brick,
The Doobie Brothers,
Robert Görl,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Brass Construction,
Max Romeo,
Pharoah Sanders,
Roxy Music,
ABBA,
Monks,
Massinfluence,
The Grass Roots,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Electric Prunes,
Trumans Water,
New York Dolls,
Dennis Brown,
Arcadia,
Eric Copeland,
The Associates,
Eric Dolphy,
Los Fastidios,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Blake Baxter,
Iggy Pop,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Crooked Eye,
Sparks,
The Sound,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Anakelly,
Franke,
The Invisible, The Invisible, The Invisible, The Invisible.
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.