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 Mexico and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Rufus Thomas to the rock 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 Major Organ And The Adding Machine. All the underground hits.
All The Moleskins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Chocolate Watch Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Pop Group record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
AZ,
Panda Bear,
Derrick Morgan,
Tubeway Army,
Camouflage,
The Gladiators,
The Music Machine,
The Grass Roots,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Lee Hazlewood,
Roy Ayers,
Skaos,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Walker Brothers,
Easy Going,
Rites of Spring,
Porter Ricks,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Bobby Sherman,
Junior Murvin,
Sandy B,
The Golliwogs,
Ituana,
Essential Logic,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Piero Umiliani,
48th St. Collective,
The Monks,
Suburban Knight,
Unwound,
Bronski Beat,
Excepter,
Babytalk,
Buzzcocks,
Gang Green,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Au Pairs,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Young Marble Giants,
Gang of Four,
The Sonics,
Moss Icon,
The Saints,
The Moleskins,
Youth Brigade,
Sun City Girls,
Black Flag,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Outsiders,
Chris Corsano,
Kerri Chandler,
ABC,
Joe Finger,
Inner City,
EPMD,
Second Layer,
Thompson Twins,
Siglo XX,
The Techniques,
The Dead C,
Sixth Finger,
Theoretical Girls,
Jandek, Jandek, Jandek, Jandek.
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.