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 Costa Rica and from Taipei.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 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 Scrapy 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 Derrick Morgan. All the underground hits.
All Bronski Beat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pantytec 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aloha Tigers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
the Normal,
Todd Terry,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Drive Like Jehu,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Yusef Lateef,
the Swans,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Stockholm Monsters,
Thee Headcoats,
The Sonics,
Roger Hodgson,
8 Eyed Spy,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Wake,
The Electric Prunes,
Moby Grape,
Gerry Rafferty,
Intrusion,
The Dead C,
Silicon Teens,
Panda Bear,
World's Most,
China Crisis,
CMW,
The Fugs,
The Real Kids,
Kool Moe Dee,
Iggy Pop,
Little Man,
Malaria!,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Doobie Brothers,
Con Funk Shun,
Danielle Patucci,
Erykah Badu,
Basic Channel,
Bobby Sherman,
cv313,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
the Association,
The Cure,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Kerrie Biddell,
Trumans Water,
Franke,
Ronnie Foster,
Marshall Jefferson,
Whodini,
Circle Jerks,
Massinfluence,
The Skatalites,
Wings,
Chris & Cosey,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Marc Almond,
UT,
Steve Hackett,
Amon Düül,
Gang Green,
Monks,
Dawn Penn,
The Last Poets, The Last Poets, The Last Poets, The Last Poets.
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.