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 Tuvalu and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 DNA to the grunge 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 Jandek. All the underground hits.
All Buzzcocks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ornette Coleman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Mills,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Television,
Blossom Toes,
Byron Stingily,
John Coltrane,
Dorothy Ashby,
X-Ray Spex,
Bad Manners,
Leonard Cohen,
The Fall,
Jandek,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Pussy Galore,
Gerry Rafferty,
Kevin Saunderson,
Roy Ayers,
Sandy B,
Soul II Soul,
Can,
Harry Pussy,
Peter and Kerry,
Amazonics,
Ossler,
Swell Maps,
Vladislav Delay,
Technova,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
F. McDonald,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Cowsills,
Fifty Foot Hose,
June of 44,
Aswad,
AZ,
Parry Music,
Sixth Finger,
Stiv Bators,
Flamin' Groovies,
Grey Daturas,
Bobby Byrd,
Camberwell Now,
The Monochrome Set,
Deepchord,
cv313,
Scientists,
Public Enemy,
Girls At Our Best!,
Pole,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Gap Band,
Al Stewart,
Roger Hodgson,
Cymande, Cymande, Cymande, Cymande.
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.