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 Micronesia and from Lyon.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 rhodes 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 E-Dancer to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Ludus. All the underground hits.
All Marshall Jefferson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ken Boothe record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gladiators record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Finger,
The Zeros,
Alison Limerick,
The Alarm Clocks,
Interpol,
Marvin Gaye,
The Dead C,
Junior Murvin,
Smog,
Siglo XX,
Cheater Slicks,
Nirvana,
Magma,
Nils Olav,
Chris & Cosey,
Lucky Dragons,
Eddi Front,
Can,
Rapeman,
UT,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
the Human League,
a-ha,
Nik Kershaw,
Nas,
Danielle Patucci,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Gang Starr,
Lou Christie,
Suicide,
Massinfluence,
Joy Division,
Kool Moe Dee,
The American Breed,
Sexual Harrassment,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Swell Maps,
Isaac Hayes,
The Busters,
The Birthday Party,
Con Funk Shun,
The Searchers,
Ludus,
DJ Style,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Tears for Fears,
Youth Brigade,
Lightning Bolt,
LL Cool J,
Rakim,
Tubeway Army,
Visage,
Todd Rundgren,
Skaos,
Rekid,
Alice Coltrane,
Thompson Twins,
The Grass Roots,
Gang of Four,
Eric Dolphy, Eric Dolphy, Eric Dolphy, Eric Dolphy.
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.