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 Japan and from Seoul.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Laurel Aitken to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The Monochrome Set. All the underground hits.
All Lou Christie tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jerry's Kids record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Frankie Knuckles record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Association,
kango's stein massive,
The Victims,
Ronan,
Lalo Schifrin,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Outsiders,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Rufus Thomas,
Marvin Gaye,
The Velvet Underground,
Eurythmics,
Minutemen,
Henry Cow,
Juan Atkins,
Black Bananas,
Crime,
Chris & Cosey,
Laurel Aitken,
DNA,
The Blackbyrds,
Rod Modell,
Skaos,
Stetsasonic,
The J.B.'s,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Ken Boothe,
R.M.O.,
It's A Beautiful Day,
T.S.O.L.,
Smog,
Zapp,
Q65,
These Immortal Souls,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Quando Quango,
Funky Four + One,
Jeff Lynne,
Altered Images,
Deakin,
The Modern Lovers,
Young Marble Giants,
Carl Craig,
The Smoke,
Jeff Mills,
Clear Light,
The Gladiators,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Standells,
Derrick Morgan,
This Heat,
Sonny Sharrock,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Visage,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Eric Copeland,
Patti Smith,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Pole,
Subhumans,
The Trojans,
Gong,
Livin' Joy,
Todd Terry,
Pantytec, Pantytec, Pantytec, Pantytec.
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.