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 Vietnam and from Taipei.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 48th St. Collective to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Ultra Naté. All the underground hits.
All Radiohead tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every MDC record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter and Kerry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
June Days,
a-ha,
Stiv Bators,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Nik Kershaw,
John Lydon,
Sarah Menescal,
Joensuu 1685,
Gichy Dan,
Barbara Tucker,
Thee Headcoats,
Fugazi,
John Coltrane,
The Angels of Light,
Schoolly D,
The Human League,
Altered Images,
Arab on Radar,
Urselle,
Robert Hood,
Monolake,
Pierre Henry,
The Selecter,
The Count Five,
Duran Duran,
Soft Cell,
The Dead C,
L. Decosne,
Soft Machine,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Chrome,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Supertramp,
The Searchers,
Half Japanese,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Silicon Teens,
Metal Thangz,
Fat Boys,
Depeche Mode,
The Detroit Cobras,
Echospace,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Cluster,
Chris & Cosey,
Al Stewart,
Amazonics,
Morten Harket,
Skaos,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Wake,
Goldenarms,
Quadrant,
Sandy B,
Essential Logic,
Throbbing Gristle,
Surgeon,
Erasure,
Jacques Brel,
Hoover,
Parry Music, Parry Music, Parry Music, Parry Music.
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.