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 Albania and from Tehran.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Sisters of Mercy to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Schoolly D. All the underground hits.
All The Pop Group tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Idris Muhammad record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skarface record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Remains,
K-Klass,
Sex Pistols,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Eurythmics,
Lightning Bolt,
Unwound,
Lou Reed,
Babytalk,
Second Layer,
Sound Behaviour,
The Fugs,
Skaos,
Be Bop Deluxe,
David McCallum,
Marshall Jefferson,
Rosa Yemen,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Blackbyrds,
Derrick May,
Scientists,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Goldenarms,
Bobby Byrd,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Jeff Lynne,
Wire,
Barclay James Harvest,
Magma,
8 Eyed Spy,
Chris & Cosey,
Yaz,
The Sound,
Donny Hathaway,
Erykah Badu,
This Heat,
The Black Dice,
Kerri Chandler,
Arcadia,
Loose Ends,
The Neon Judgement,
Scrapy,
The Golliwogs,
Joe Finger,
Y Pants,
The Dave Clark Five,
The New Christs,
Subhumans,
Mr. Review,
The Techniques,
Flipper,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
the Normal,
Zapp,
OOIOO,
Camouflage,
Janne Schatter,
Junior Murvin,
Tears for Fears,
The Misunderstood,
Derrick Morgan,
the Fania All-Stars,
Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker.
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.