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 Zambia and from Manila.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Can to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 D'Angelo. All the underground hits.
All T.S.O.L. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Accadde A record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 808 and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David Axelrod record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Half Japanese,
Idris Muhammad,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The New Christs,
John Lydon,
La Düsseldorf,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Fluxion,
Procol Harum,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Toni Rubio,
Slave,
Tubeway Army,
The Grass Roots,
Mars,
The Martian,
Josef K,
Mary Jane Girls,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Marc Almond,
Sparks,
Metal Thangz,
Jeff Lynne,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Neil Young,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Invisible,
Faust,
Dark Day,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
D'Angelo,
Peter and Kerry,
Joy Division,
Harry Pussy,
Erykah Badu,
OOIOO,
Pere Ubu,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Pulsallama,
Audionom,
The Human League,
Duran Duran,
Thompson Twins,
Spoonie Gee,
Maleditus Sound,
Soulsonic Force,
Saccharine Trust,
The Trojans,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Marmalade,
Y Pants,
Chris Corsano,
The Skatalites,
Minutemen,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Soul II Soul,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Shadows of Knight,
Gang Starr,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Crime,
Motorama,
Fad Gadget, Fad Gadget, Fad Gadget, Fad Gadget.
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.