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 Mauritius and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 Tom Verlaine 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 Skaos to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Sunsets and Hearts. All the underground hits.
All Groovy Waters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amon Düül record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Louis and Bebe Barron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
JFA,
The Residents,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
X-102,
Gong,
Little Man,
The Fortunes,
The Music Machine,
Mary Jane Girls,
Brick,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Star Department,
Godley & Creme,
Rites of Spring,
Camberwell Now,
The Blues Magoos,
Dark Day,
The Tremeloes,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Arthur Verocai,
Bronski Beat,
The Sisters of Mercy,
David Bowie,
Zero Boys,
MC5,
June of 44,
cv313,
Marine Girls,
Rhythm & Sound,
Spoonie Gee,
The Blackbyrds,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Wolf Eyes,
Icehouse,
Magma,
Frankie Knuckles,
Byron Stingily,
The Fire Engines,
Iggy Pop,
James White and The Blacks,
David McCallum,
Ultimate Spinach,
Eddi Front,
Laurel Aitken,
Lou Reed,
Chris Corsano,
Donald Byrd,
Sonny Sharrock,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Outsiders,
Sandy B,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Country Teasers,
Unwound,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
World's Most,
Severed Heads,
Young Marble Giants,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Happenings,
Circle Jerks,
Lower 48,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.
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.