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 Dominica and from Tehran.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 sitar 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 The Buckinghams to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Wake. All the underground hits.
All Nils Olav tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every MDC record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 harpsichord and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rod Modell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Johnny Osbourne,
Das Ding,
ABBA,
Rites of Spring,
Pagans,
Gang of Four,
Bronski Beat,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Fear,
Black Moon,
L. Decosne,
Organ,
Scrapy,
Moby Grape,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Echospace,
Gastr Del Sol,
John Holt,
China Crisis,
Public Image Ltd.,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Desert Stars,
Chrome,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Silicon Teens,
8 Eyed Spy,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Alice Coltrane,
Negative Approach,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Joe Finger,
Youth Brigade,
Albert Ayler,
ABC,
The Skatalites,
Joe Smooth,
Robert Görl,
X-101,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Kool Moe Dee,
FM Einheit,
Radiohead,
Skriet,
Swell Maps,
Traffic Nightmare,
Hasil Adkins,
Lou Reed,
Talk Talk,
Average White Band,
Flipper,
The Modern Lovers,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Tropical Tobacco,
Minor Threat,
DNA,
Hashim,
Tim Buckley,
The Happenings,
The Stooges,
R.M.O.,
Main Source, Main Source, Main Source, Main Source.
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.