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 Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 harpsichord 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 Fugazi to the rap 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 Howard Jones. All the underground hits.
All Peter & Gordon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Average White Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Blues Magoos record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hasil Adkins,
Television Personalities,
Liliput,
Brass Construction,
The Alarm Clocks,
Lou Christie,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Dave Gahan,
Aswad,
Mantronix,
Bauhaus,
Jacques Brel,
Au Pairs,
Silicon Teens,
Erasure,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Joensuu 1685,
Scrapy,
Tim Buckley,
Magma,
Nico,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Sun City Girls,
Jeru the Damaja,
Gong,
Main Source,
Curtis Mayfield,
Mission of Burma,
Cluster,
Terry Callier,
The Moleskins,
Flash Fearless,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Fatback Band,
Juan Atkins,
Sarah Menescal,
Albert Ayler,
The Trojans,
Make Up,
Lower 48,
Bootsy Collins,
Black Sheep,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Radiopuhelimet,
Pet Shop Boys,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
kango's stein massive,
The Young Rascals,
The Martian,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Skarface,
ABC,
The Skatalites,
Glenn Branca,
Roxy Music,
Dorothy Ashby,
Ornette Coleman,
The Pop Group,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Model 500, Model 500, Model 500, Model 500.
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.