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 South Sudan and from Hong Kong.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Sparks to the punk 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 Laurel Aitken. All the underground hits.
All Ituana tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Depeche Mode 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Chrome record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fear,
The Blackbyrds,
Barry Ungar,
Bobby Byrd,
Idris Muhammad,
The Busters,
Marmalade,
Hasil Adkins,
The Divine Comedy,
Crash Course in Science,
The Grass Roots,
Harpers Bizarre,
Half Japanese,
Sugar Minott,
Lalo Schifrin,
Howard Jones,
Rites of Spring,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
KRS-One,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Roxy Music,
8 Eyed Spy,
Eli Mardock,
Warren Ellis,
Depeche Mode,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Index,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Funky Four + One,
Grey Daturas,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Con Funk Shun,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Evens,
The Moody Blues,
Marshall Jefferson,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
the Association,
JFA,
The Invisible,
Audionom,
Fluxion,
Agent Orange,
DJ Style,
Essential Logic,
The Techniques,
Lucky Dragons,
Excepter,
The Doobie Brothers,
Leonard Cohen,
Negative Approach,
The Fire Engines,
DJ Sneak,
The Birthday Party,
Severed Heads,
Hashim,
Eric Copeland,
Kayak,
Sly & The Family Stone,
48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective.
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.