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 Tonga and from Beijing.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the sitar 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 Dave Gahan to the punk 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 The Fuzztones. All the underground hits.
All Lalo Schifrin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wally Richardson 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kayak,
Main Source,
Jesper Dahlback,
Quadrant,
The Human League,
New York Dolls,
Rakim,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Velvet Underground,
The United States of America,
Yaz,
Moss Icon,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Magma,
Delta 5,
The Sonics,
Sonny Sharrock,
Soft Machine,
The Techniques,
Cheater Slicks,
Glenn Branca,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Mark Hollis,
Pierre Henry,
Public Image Ltd.,
Severed Heads,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lalann,
The Barracudas,
the Slits,
Bobby Sherman,
The Kinks,
Lou Christie,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Popol Vuh,
Josef K,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Hashim,
H. Thieme,
World's Most,
Smog,
Kenny Larkin,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Scion,
The Litter,
Mr. Review,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Piero Umiliani,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Barrington Levy,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Nico,
Grauzone,
Pulsallama,
Oblivians,
The Tremeloes,
Dual Sessions,
Arcadia,
The Durutti Column,
Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu.
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.