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 Uruguay and from Manchester.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Lille.
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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Hasil Adkins to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Yellowson. All the underground hits.
All Hardrive tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every It's A Beautiful Day record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 an oboe and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a D'Angelo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
James White and The Blacks,
Bobby Sherman,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Patti Smith,
Josef K,
Panda Bear,
The Barracudas,
These Immortal Souls,
Marvin Gaye,
F. McDonald,
The Selecter,
The Flesh Eaters,
Lou Reed,
Radiopuhelimet,
Ronan,
Jeff Lynne,
Vainqueur,
Altered Images,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
the Normal,
Marine Girls,
Matthew Halsall,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Victims,
Pulsallama,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
a-ha,
Alison Limerick,
Jerry's Kids,
Johnny Clarke,
Michelle Simonal,
The Fall,
Ronnie Foster,
Funkadelic,
Albert Ayler,
Desert Stars,
June Days,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
PIL,
Crispy Ambulance,
Susan Cadogan,
Monks,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Deepchord,
Hashim,
Darondo,
Mo-Dettes,
Radiohead,
Brand Nubian,
Robert Görl,
Maurizio,
Sarah Menescal,
Eddi Front,
Dawn Penn,
Joe Smooth,
Lalo Schifrin,
Barclay James Harvest,
Sex Pistols,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters.
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.