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 Lebanon and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Foxx to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Juan Atkins. All the underground hits.
All Pierre Henry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lee Hazlewood record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 oboe and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Terrestrial Tones record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ 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?
Anakelly,
The Blackbyrds,
Sonic Youth,
Section 25,
Wally Richardson,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Q65,
Rufus Thomas,
Janne Schatter,
The Evens,
kango's stein massive,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Ten City,
H. Thieme,
Lakeside,
Crime,
Aural Exciters,
the Sonics,
Todd Rundgren,
AZ,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Tommy Roe,
Ponytail,
Y Pants,
Max Romeo,
Depeche Mode,
The Motions,
Gichy Dan,
Siglo XX,
Television,
David Axelrod,
Albert Ayler,
Amazonics,
Echospace,
The Golliwogs,
Chrome,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Black Flag,
Jerry's Kids,
The Black Dice,
The Gladiators,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Tears for Fears,
Yazoo,
Alphaville,
Scott Walker,
Bang On A Can,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Liliput,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Black Sheep,
Average White Band,
Pussy Galore,
Amon Düül II,
Oneida,
Reuben Wilson,
The Buckinghams,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
OOIOO,
Sun City Girls,
Mo-Dettes,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Pole,
Flipper, Flipper, Flipper, Flipper.
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.