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 Oman and from Jakarta.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Columbus.
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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Vogues to the funk 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 Leaves. All the underground hits.
All Dual Sessions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Moody Blues record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barry Ungar record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sarah Menescal,
The Knickerbockers,
Mandrill,
Newcleus,
The Black Dice,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
E-Dancer,
Crispian St. Peters,
Darondo,
The Misunderstood,
Moebius,
Chris Corsano,
Unwound,
Faust,
Stiv Bators,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Q and Not U,
Model 500,
Soft Cell,
Jeff Mills,
Alison Limerick,
Rites of Spring,
The Angels of Light,
Stetsasonic,
Eve St. Jones,
Robert Görl,
The Slackers,
Vainqueur,
The Zeros,
Sister Nancy,
Agitation Free,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
the Bar-Kays,
Tubeway Army,
Aloha Tigers,
Lakeside,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Arcadia,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Remains,
The Cowsills,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Q65,
Ludus,
Public Enemy,
Brass Construction,
The Busters,
Grauzone,
the Human League,
Fifty Foot Hose,
June Days,
The Monks,
John Foxx,
Grey Daturas,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Throbbing Gristle,
Boogie Down Productions,
Cameo,
Ronan,
X-101,
Circle Jerks,
Judy Mowatt,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Eli Mardock,
Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica.
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.