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 Jordan and from Manchester.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Chrome to the techno 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 Lou Reed. All the underground hits.
All Television tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fear record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 mellotron and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Livin' Joy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roy Ayers,
The Fortunes,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Trojans,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Supertramp,
Bluetip,
Adolescents,
Masters at Work,
L. Decosne,
Bill Wells,
Reagan Youth,
Public Image Ltd.,
Sister Nancy,
Essential Logic,
The Leaves,
Gichy Dan,
JFA,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Lalo Schifrin,
Whodini,
Bill Near,
Swell Maps,
The Slackers,
Von Mondo,
The Moody Blues,
Silicon Teens,
The Electric Prunes,
Tim Buckley,
Outsiders,
Absolute Body Control,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Vogues,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Mr. Review,
Harmonia,
Aswad,
Todd Rundgren,
Jeff Mills,
Eden Ahbez,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Chris Corsano,
Pierre Henry,
The Standells,
Davy DMX,
Sight & Sound,
Lungfish,
Audionom,
Easy Going,
James White and The Blacks,
Ten City,
Dawn Penn,
Johnny Osbourne,
Tears for Fears,
Visage,
Deepchord,
The Techniques,
The Divine Comedy,
Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman.
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.