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 Philippines and from Philadelphia.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Lille.
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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Dead Boys to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Magazine. All the underground hits.
All Pagans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cheater Slicks 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roy Ayers Ubiquity record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ronnie Foster,
The Toasters,
Sugar Minott,
The Kinks,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Wally Richardson,
Smog,
Cameo,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Pantaleimon,
Pharoah Sanders,
Charles Mingus,
Moby Grape,
UT,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Gregory Isaacs,
Echospace,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Moss Icon,
Dual Sessions,
Tommy Roe,
Soul II Soul,
LL Cool J,
Intrusion,
Nas,
June Days,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
MDC,
Scratch Acid,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Minor Threat,
Crispian St. Peters,
Lindisfarne,
Sarah Menescal,
Michelle Simonal,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Red Krayola,
Minnie Riperton,
Black Bananas,
La Düsseldorf,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Mad Mike,
F. McDonald,
Sparks,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Grey Daturas,
Morten Harket,
the Germs,
8 Eyed Spy,
Jacob Miller,
Erasure,
Inner City,
Sonic Youth,
Franke,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Ash Ra Tempel,
R.M.O.,
The Durutti Column,
Kurtis Blow,
PIL,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds.
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.