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 Serbia and from Delhi.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Moss Icon to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Letta Mbulu. All the underground hits.
All Reagan Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gun Club record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 synthesizer and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nico record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb 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?
David McCallum,
The Moody Blues,
Iggy Pop,
Technova,
Bob Dylan,
Isaac Hayes,
The Vogues,
The Mojo Men,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
China Crisis,
Carl Craig,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Five Americans,
World's Most,
Kayak,
New York Dolls,
Babytalk,
The Litter,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Smoke,
LL Cool J,
Mr. Review,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Evens,
Crash Course in Science,
U.S. Maple,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Cramps,
Sugar Minott,
X-102,
Funky Four + One,
Archie Shepp,
Henry Cow,
Tropical Tobacco,
a-ha,
Lucky Dragons,
Sister Nancy,
The Grass Roots,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Aaron Thompson,
The Young Rascals,
Ronnie Foster,
Donald Byrd,
cv313,
Black Sheep,
Thompson Twins,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Althea and Donna,
Saccharine Trust,
Bronski Beat,
UT,
Curtis Mayfield,
Peter & Gordon,
Ice-T,
the Swans,
X-Ray Spex,
Wally Richardson,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Misunderstood,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Tremeloes,
Vainqueur, Vainqueur, Vainqueur, Vainqueur.
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.