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 Rwanda and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Modern Lovers to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Boredoms. All the underground hits.
All Delta 5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Cale 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a CMW record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Agent Orange,
Vladislav Delay,
New Order,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Shoche,
John Lydon,
X-Ray Spex,
The Music Machine,
the Sonics,
Ken Boothe,
Subhumans,
Harpers Bizarre,
These Immortal Souls,
Siglo XX,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Matthew Halsall,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Cymande,
Blossom Toes,
Nas,
Moss Icon,
Eden Ahbez,
The Standells,
the Bar-Kays,
Massinfluence,
Peter and Kerry,
Joensuu 1685,
Joe Smooth,
The Smoke,
Terrestrial Tones,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Youth Brigade,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Saints,
Supertramp,
Babytalk,
The Monochrome Set,
Parry Music,
David Axelrod,
Be Bop Deluxe,
R.M.O.,
The Modern Lovers,
The Trojans,
Drive Like Jehu,
Minny Pops,
Boogie Down Productions,
Tres Demented,
Rapeman,
The Sonics,
Michelle Simonal,
Jandek,
Bluetip,
The Dave Clark Five,
Zero Boys,
Aswad,
Nils Olav,
Chris Corsano,
Symarip,
Marmalade,
Maurizio,
Rufus Thomas, Rufus Thomas, Rufus Thomas, Rufus Thomas.
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.