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 Japan and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 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 Cure to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 The Moody Blues. All the underground hits.
All Crash Course in Science tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Max Romeo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba 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?
Althea and Donna,
The Kinks,
The American Breed,
Motorama,
Bad Manners,
Scan 7,
Roxette,
The Blackbyrds,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Stereo Dub,
Babytalk,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Human League,
The Doors,
The Cure,
Slave,
Eric Copeland,
Hasil Adkins,
Graham Central Station,
Minny Pops,
JFA,
Nirvana,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Fort Wilson Riot,
cv313,
The Slackers,
Easy Going,
Scientists,
Tomorrow,
The Monochrome Set,
Youth Brigade,
Rod Modell,
Marvin Gaye,
Vainqueur,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
New Order,
kango's stein massive,
Monks,
Yazoo,
Crooked Eye,
Sun Ra,
Sun City Girls,
Bobby Womack,
Johnny Osbourne,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Doobie Brothers,
Isaac Hayes,
Marshall Jefferson,
Sällskapet,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Victims,
The Electric Prunes,
Basic Channel,
Stockholm Monsters,
Lyres,
Mark Hollis,
Au Pairs,
Bill Near,
Rites of Spring,
Groovy Waters,
Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew.
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.