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 Lebanon and from Glasgow.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Make Up 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 Bang on a Can All-Stars. All the underground hits.
All The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sexual Harrassment record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 a chamberlin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious Big And Bone Thugs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brothers Johnson,
The Fall,
The Blues Magoos,
Unrelated Segments,
Soulsonic Force,
Roxette,
Minor Threat,
David Bowie,
Max Romeo,
Yazoo,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Invisible,
Lakeside,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
These Immortal Souls,
Panda Bear,
Second Layer,
Yellowson,
Sun Ra,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Divine Comedy,
Soft Cell,
The New Christs,
The Five Americans,
Country Teasers,
Cybotron,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Leonard Cohen,
Unwound,
Cluster,
Lou Christie,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Soul II Soul,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Monolake,
Curtis Mayfield,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Marcia Griffiths,
Rod Modell,
Rhythm & Sound,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Selecter,
Pole,
The Slits,
Todd Rundgren,
Dual Sessions,
The Tremeloes,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
ABBA,
Ludus,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Bobby Sherman,
A Certain Ratio,
The Raincoats,
Theoretical Girls,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Deadbeat,
Mo-Dettes, Mo-Dettes, Mo-Dettes, Mo-Dettes.
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.