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 Antigua and from Copenhagen.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Nils Olav to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 DJ Style. All the underground hits.
All Richard Hell and the Voidoids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Monks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Golliwogs 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?
Sun Ra,
The Cowsills,
Zapp,
Mark Hollis,
Roy Ayers,
Joy Division,
Colin Newman,
Peter & Gordon,
Supertramp,
Don Cherry,
JFA,
Ornette Coleman,
Easy Going,
Organ,
Radiohead,
Arab on Radar,
Schoolly D,
Yellowson,
Boz Scaggs,
The Index,
Patti Smith,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Guru Guru,
Mission of Burma,
DJ Style,
Amazonics,
The Sonics,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Gichy Dan,
Neil Young,
Clear Light,
Monolake,
The Red Krayola,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Delta 5,
Lungfish,
Cybotron,
Gang Starr,
Second Layer,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Cymande,
Banda Bassotti,
The Searchers,
Joe Smooth,
Scientists,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Five Americans,
DNA,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Alton Ellis,
Panda Bear,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Sandy B,
X-Ray Spex,
Roxette,
The Modern Lovers,
Yazoo,
Ten City,
Deepchord,
Black Sheep,
Heaven 17, Heaven 17, Heaven 17, Heaven 17.
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.