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 Morocco and from Salvador.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 John Holt to the funk 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 Jeff Lynne. All the underground hits.
All Yaz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gian Franco Pienzio record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Sonics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
a-ha,
The Fall,
Eve St. Jones,
The Music Machine,
David Axelrod,
The Zeros,
ABBA,
Make Up,
Television Personalities,
Pet Shop Boys,
Brass Construction,
Y Pants,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Soft Machine,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Kevin Saunderson,
Television,
Pulsallama,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Andrew Hill,
Tommy Roe,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Amon Düül II,
Subhumans,
Deakin,
Von Mondo,
Lou Christie,
Reuben Wilson,
Glambeats Corp.,
Blancmange,
Tom Boy,
K-Klass,
Flamin' Groovies,
Half Japanese,
Cluster,
Masters at Work,
Rhythm & Sound,
Livin' Joy,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Mary Jane Girls,
Kenny Larkin,
Loose Ends,
James White and The Blacks,
Adolescents,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Radiohead,
Average White Band,
Soul II Soul,
Kayak,
Leonard Cohen,
Ituana,
Man Parrish,
June of 44,
In Retrospect,
Peter & Gordon,
Parry Music,
Todd Rundgren,
Joey Negro,
10cc,
Qualms,
Mad Mike, Mad Mike, Mad Mike, Mad Mike.
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.