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 Croatia and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 linndrum 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 the Sonics to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Television Personalities. All the underground hits.
All Ludus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quantec record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Theoretical Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Funkadelic,
Agitation Free,
Bobby Sherman,
The Litter,
Q and Not U,
June of 44,
Essential Logic,
EPMD,
Main Source,
Outsiders,
Lou Christie,
Quadrant,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Glenn Branca,
Talk Talk,
The Buckinghams,
The Dave Clark Five,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Faust,
Little Man,
The Monochrome Set,
Youth Brigade,
Donny Hathaway,
Gregory Isaacs,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Black Dice,
Gang Green,
Chris & Cosey,
The Shadows of Knight,
Nation of Ulysses,
Davy DMX,
Scientists,
a-ha,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Durutti Column,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Neon Judgement,
The Cure,
the Soft Cell,
Sight & Sound,
Rapeman,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Liliput,
The Young Rascals,
In Retrospect,
Arab on Radar,
The Velvet Underground,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Peter and Kerry,
Blossom Toes,
Royal Trux,
Ken Boothe,
Whodini,
Radiopuhelimet,
Blake Baxter,
Archie Shepp,
Nick Fraelich,
David Axelrod,
Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo.
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.