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 Uganda and from Calgary.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Porter Ricks to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Camberwell Now. All the underground hits.
All Von Mondo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Audionom 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sunsets and Hearts record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Eric Copeland,
Boredoms,
Avey Tare,
Howard Jones,
The Monks,
MC5,
Crooked Eye,
the Swans,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Ornette Coleman,
Khruangbin,
Kerrie Biddell,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Subhumans,
Barbara Tucker,
Michelle Simonal,
Robert Wyatt,
E-Dancer,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Country Teasers,
The Moleskins,
Althea and Donna,
Echospace,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Funky Four + One,
Arab on Radar,
Nik Kershaw,
Adolescents,
The Seeds,
The Last Poets,
Anakelly,
Pierre Henry,
Albert Ayler,
The Doors,
Mission of Burma,
Gil Scott Heron,
Silicon Teens,
Rufus Thomas,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
the Germs,
Essential Logic,
Crash Course in Science,
Minutemen,
Todd Rundgren,
The Misunderstood,
Scion,
Main Source,
the Human League,
A Certain Ratio,
Scott Walker,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Warsaw,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
World's Most,
Amon Düül,
Lyres,
the Slits,
Panda Bear,
The Cure,
Swell Maps,
Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown.
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.