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 Antigua and from Tokyo.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 the Germs to the funk 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 Underground Resistance. All the underground hits.
All Sixth Finger tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mo-Dettes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 a güiro and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camberwell Now record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kool Moe Dee,
Kenny Larkin,
Bobby Byrd,
Gang of Four,
Roger Hodgson,
The Angels of Light,
Eric Copeland,
Sam Rivers,
Livin' Joy,
Goldenarms,
The Stooges,
The Wake,
The Index,
JFA,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Infiniti,
Cluster,
Letta Mbulu,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Das Ding,
Joy Division,
the Slits,
Gabor Szabo,
Can,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Popol Vuh,
Reagan Youth,
Brass Construction,
EPMD,
Gerry Rafferty,
Soulsonic Force,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Selecter,
The Gap Band,
Morten Harket,
June Days,
Schoolly D,
The Blackbyrds,
Amon Düül II,
Joe Finger,
Bill Near,
Black Sheep,
48th St. Collective,
The New Christs,
The Buckinghams,
Donald Byrd,
Jawbox,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Kerrie Biddell,
Eurythmics,
UT,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Siglo XX,
Bang On A Can,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Warsaw,
The Slackers,
Eli Mardock,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Niagra, Niagra, Niagra, Niagra.
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.