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 Indonesia and from Edmonton.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Tehran.
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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the organ 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 Barracudas to the electroclash 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 Thee Headcoats. All the underground hits.
All Alphaville tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Derrick Morgan 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlbäck record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
China Crisis,
Donald Byrd,
Pantaleimon,
Brand Nubian,
Young Marble Giants,
The Dead C,
Ossler,
Radio Birdman,
Rod Modell,
Skaos,
Byron Stingily,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Happenings,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Cheater Slicks,
JFA,
Matthew Halsall,
Bobby Womack,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Spoonie Gee,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Chris & Cosey,
10cc,
The Monks,
The Zeros,
EPMD,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Pet Shop Boys,
Gong,
Negative Approach,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Leonard Cohen,
Sunsets and Hearts,
David Bowie,
Kayak,
T.S.O.L.,
Wire,
Liliput,
New Age Steppers,
Cecil Taylor,
Gichy Dan,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Lalann,
Fatback Band,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Alphaville,
Flipper,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Brick,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Skarface,
The Smoke,
Soul Sonic Force,
Cal Tjader,
Black Flag,
Metal Thangz,
Bill Wells,
Jawbox,
The Moleskins, The Moleskins, The Moleskins, The Moleskins.
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.