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 Albania and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 theremin 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 The Cosmic Jokers to the dance 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 Kevin Saunderson. All the underground hits.
All Funkadelic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marshall Jefferson 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Divine Comedy,
Deepchord,
The Move,
The Seeds,
Loose Ends,
Eddi Front,
The Fugs,
The Knickerbockers,
Smog,
Barbara Tucker,
Harpers Bizarre,
Supertramp,
Eve St. Jones,
The Cramps,
Chrome,
Siglo XX,
One Last Wish,
Massinfluence,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Joensuu 1685,
kango's stein massive,
Skarface,
Spandau Ballet,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Misunderstood,
Rotary Connection,
Brick,
The Busters,
Lindisfarne,
Radiohead,
Kas Product,
Severed Heads,
John Lydon,
The Associates,
Moss Icon,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Electric Prunes,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Alice Coltrane,
Reuben Wilson,
Grandmaster Flash,
Royal Trux,
X-Ray Spex,
The Saints,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Heaven 17,
Alphaville,
The Music Machine,
Das Ding,
The Velvet Underground,
Skriet,
The Birthday Party,
The Fire Engines,
Aaron Thompson,
The Dead C,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Sun City Girls,
Zapp,
Monolake,
Michelle Simonal,
Hardrive,
Sight & Sound,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282.
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.