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 Zimbabwe and from Portland.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Kas Product to the disco 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 The Electric Prunes. All the underground hits.
All Monks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Saints 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alphaville record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camberwell Now,
Erykah Badu,
Intrusion,
LL Cool J,
The Fugs,
June of 44,
Anakelly,
The Buckinghams,
Brothers Johnson,
Kerri Chandler,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Ronan,
The Monochrome Set,
Alton Ellis,
Smog,
Toni Rubio,
Lightning Bolt,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Standells,
World's Most,
Buzzcocks,
The Fuzztones,
Marc Almond,
The Offenders,
Maurizio,
Bobby Sherman,
the Swans,
Sight & Sound,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Sam Rivers,
The Dave Clark Five,
Kerrie Biddell,
Cybotron,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The American Breed,
Andrew Hill,
Thompson Twins,
Todd Terry,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Fire Engines,
Ossler,
The Selecter,
Yaz,
Sandy B,
Arcadia,
Tommy Roe,
Public Enemy,
Hardrive,
Chris Corsano,
Jacques Brel,
Television,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Piero Umiliani,
Lindisfarne,
Brass Construction,
The Index,
Lucky Dragons,
Lalo Schifrin,
Severed Heads,
The Tremeloes,
The Smoke, The Smoke, The Smoke, The Smoke.
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.