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 Albania and from Lille.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 The Happenings to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Kango’s Stein Massive. All the underground hits.
All The Evens tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Beau Brummels record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Man Parrish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Stooges,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Mad Mike,
Lungfish,
The Electric Prunes,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Johnny Osbourne,
Leonard Cohen,
Lucky Dragons,
Ronan,
Unwound,
Brothers Johnson,
Parry Music,
Young Marble Giants,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Neil Young,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Human League,
Oblivians,
Pantaleimon,
Wally Richardson,
Roger Hodgson,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Dorothy Ashby,
Clear Light,
The Barracudas,
T. Rex,
Dawn Penn,
Harmonia,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Second Layer,
Aural Exciters,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Sonics,
Charles Mingus,
Scan 7,
Sarah Menescal,
The Real Kids,
Eurythmics,
Accadde A,
Jacques Brel,
Boz Scaggs,
Letta Mbulu,
Von Mondo,
David Axelrod,
the Swans,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
La Düsseldorf,
The Buckinghams,
Nico,
The Modern Lovers,
Gang of Four,
Hoover,
Roxy Music,
The Fire Engines,
Theoretical Girls,
Hardrive,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna.
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.