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 Rwanda and from Bologna.
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 Glasgow and Bologna.
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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Half Japanese to the crunk 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 Chrome. All the underground hits.
All Joe Finger tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Icehouse record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultimate Spinach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Human League,
Jacob Miller,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Stockholm Monsters,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Golliwogs,
Kaleidoscope,
Japan,
Albert Ayler,
The Fall,
Spandau Ballet,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Colin Newman,
The American Breed,
The Happenings,
John Foxx,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Main Source,
The Slits,
Animal Collective,
The Saints,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Terrestrial Tones,
Tommy Roe,
Banda Bassotti,
Lungfish,
Reuben Wilson,
Saccharine Trust,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Television,
The Pretty Things,
Bobby Womack,
Sparks,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Boz Scaggs,
Monolake,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Radio Birdman,
Man Eating Sloth,
DJ Style,
Patti Smith,
Brick,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Fad Gadget,
Joe Smooth,
The Associates,
Young Marble Giants,
Section 25,
Marcia Griffiths,
Rhythm & Sound,
Swell Maps,
Moebius,
Half Japanese,
The Index,
Amon Düül,
Mantronix,
Dennis Brown,
The Count Five,
Nik Kershaw, Nik Kershaw, Nik Kershaw, Nik Kershaw.
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.