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 Italy and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 mellotron 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 Monolake to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Move. All the underground hits.
All Peter and Kerry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Danielle Patucci record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Young Marble Giants 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?
Nirvana,
Public Image Ltd.,
Skarface,
Girls At Our Best!,
Drive Like Jehu,
Faust,
Henry Cow,
Slick Rick,
The Golliwogs,
Sun City Girls,
Carl Craig,
Joe Finger,
Soul II Soul,
Moebius,
Alphaville,
Flash Fearless,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Knickerbockers,
The Leaves,
Anthony Braxton,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Alison Limerick,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Techniques,
Sparks,
Darondo,
Symarip,
Dawn Penn,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Yaz,
Janne Schatter,
Junior Murvin,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Bobby Byrd,
Joyce Sims,
Funky Four + One,
The Gladiators,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Gong,
Lou Christie,
Jeru the Damaja,
Kas Product,
Neil Young,
Suburban Knight,
Mission of Burma,
Model 500,
Bush Tetras,
Johnny Osbourne,
Little Man,
Sarah Menescal,
The Associates,
Television Personalities,
Angry Samoans,
Man Parrish,
Bizarre Inc.,
John Coltrane,
Nils Olav,
Simply Red,
Lungfish,
JFA,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap.
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.