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 Bahamas and from Delhi.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Essential Logic to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Cowsills. All the underground hits.
All Thee Headcoats tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jerry's Kids 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mars record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gerry Rafferty,
Scan 7,
The Golliwogs,
Brand Nubian,
Lou Christie,
cv313,
Public Image Ltd.,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Kool Moe Dee,
Eurythmics,
Ornette Coleman,
One Last Wish,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Sonics,
Interpol,
Bootsy Collins,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Essential Logic,
The Young Rascals,
Erasure,
Excepter,
Minutemen,
Underground Resistance,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Bizarre Inc.,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Bobby Hutcherson,
T. Rex,
Unrelated Segments,
Sandy B,
Fela Kuti,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Vladislav Delay,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Monolake,
Scratch Acid,
Eli Mardock,
Newcleus,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Smog,
Jandek,
Joy Division,
The Index,
Glambeats Corp.,
Gabor Szabo,
the Germs,
Bang On A Can,
Parry Music,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Standells,
Accadde A,
Henry Cow,
Japan,
Juan Atkins,
Bobby Byrd,
Brass Construction,
David Bowie,
The Residents, The Residents, The Residents, The Residents.
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.