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 Norway 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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Royal Family And The Poor to the techno 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 Albert Ayler. All the underground hits.
All Organ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Soft Cell record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 an oboe and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gories record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
B.T. Express,
Joe Smooth,
Jerry's Kids,
Lindisfarne,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Icehouse,
Reuben Wilson,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Underground Resistance,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Unrelated Segments,
Bad Manners,
Peter & Gordon,
Warren Ellis,
Stiv Bators,
Black Sheep,
The Last Poets,
Scratch Acid,
Television,
The Neon Judgement,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Piero Umiliani,
Blake Baxter,
Colin Newman,
The Sound,
Isaac Hayes,
The Pop Group,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Charles Mingus,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Star Department,
Heaven 17,
DJ Sneak,
Sound Behaviour,
Patti Smith,
Swell Maps,
The Fugs,
Desert Stars,
The Misunderstood,
CMW,
Eric Copeland,
the Human League,
Ken Boothe,
Sister Nancy,
Depeche Mode,
The Black Dice,
Anthony Braxton,
Quadrant,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Negative Approach,
Gabor Szabo,
Arthur Verocai,
Severed Heads,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Dirtbombs,
The Fuzztones,
Cameo,
The Gladiators,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Bootsy Collins,
The Red Krayola,
Ultimate Spinach,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Smiths,
Average White Band, Average White Band, Average White Band, Average White Band.
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.