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 Bolivia and from Manila.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Wasted Youth to the techno 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 The New Christs. All the underground hits.
All Rapeman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gil Scott Heron record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 a linndrum and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Royal Family And The Poor record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bootsy Collins,
Sam Rivers,
Lou Reed,
Barclay James Harvest,
New Order,
The Last Poets,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Charles Mingus,
The Flesh Eaters,
Quadrant,
The Fuzztones,
Suicide,
David Bowie,
The Seeds,
Blossom Toes,
Graham Central Station,
Nico,
Lou Christie,
Lalo Schifrin,
Nik Kershaw,
Absolute Body Control,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Altered Images,
Porter Ricks,
CMW,
Alison Limerick,
Marine Girls,
Pole,
the Germs,
Reagan Youth,
Unwound,
The Moleskins,
Smog,
Iggy Pop,
Skaos,
Lebanon Hanover,
Scott Walker,
MDC,
Lakeside,
World's Most,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Kerrie Biddell,
Joyce Sims,
Soul Sonic Force,
Bad Manners,
Deadbeat,
X-102,
Das Ding,
The Gap Band,
Arcadia,
Soulsonic Force,
Jeff Lynne,
Tom Boy,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Grey Daturas,
Soft Cell,
Technova,
Derrick May,
Slave,
Robert Hood,
Bobby Sherman,
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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.