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 Bulgaria and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 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 Smog to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Grandmaster Flash. All the underground hits.
All Art Ensemble Of Chicago tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harmonia record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Chocolate Watch Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mandrill,
Skriet,
Negative Approach,
The Monks,
Liliput,
Scion,
cv313,
Unwound,
48th St. Collective,
The New Christs,
Amon Düül,
Absolute Body Control,
Severed Heads,
Colin Newman,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Music Machine,
Maleditus Sound,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
David Axelrod,
Hoover,
Jesper Dahlback,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Hot Snakes,
The Divine Comedy,
Make Up,
Rotary Connection,
Marine Girls,
Deakin,
Guru Guru,
Country Teasers,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Byron Stingily,
The Gories,
Qualms,
Blake Baxter,
the Normal,
Bluetip,
KRS-One,
Marshall Jefferson,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Yazoo,
Nick Fraelich,
Crime,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Lakeside,
Cluster,
Shuggie Otis,
Ludus,
K-Klass,
Mark Hollis,
One Last Wish,
JFA,
Chris Corsano,
Accadde A,
Nation of Ulysses,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Grass Roots,
The Human League,
Neu!,
The Dave Clark Five,
Quadrant, Quadrant, Quadrant, Quadrant.
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.