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 Vanuatu and from Woodstock.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Sun Ra to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Minutemen. All the underground hits.
All Kurtis Blow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every World's Most 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Chrome record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Sheep,
Average White Band,
Ultra Naté,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Dual Sessions,
The Pop Group,
Kenny Larkin,
the Soft Cell,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Traffic Nightmare,
Drive Like Jehu,
Japan,
The Dirtbombs,
Ten City,
Eli Mardock,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Aloha Tigers,
H. Thieme,
Amon Düül II,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Terry Callier,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Drexciya,
Half Japanese,
Sister Nancy,
Barrington Levy,
The Real Kids,
Scott Walker,
X-101,
Davy DMX,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Marc Almond,
Unrelated Segments,
Kaleidoscope,
The Blues Magoos,
Morten Harket,
Eric Copeland,
Supertramp,
Barry Ungar,
the Normal,
Procol Harum,
The Five Americans,
Cal Tjader,
Judy Mowatt,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Bang On A Can,
The Victims,
Aural Exciters,
Nation of Ulysses,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
T.S.O.L.,
Model 500,
Shoche,
The Modern Lovers,
Television,
The Music Machine,
Matthew Halsall,
Y Pants,
Motorama,
Country Teasers,
This Heat,
The Mojo Men,
Tom Boy, Tom Boy, Tom Boy, Tom Boy.
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.