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 Ghana and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Make Up to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Drexciya. All the underground hits.
All Robert Hood tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deepchord 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joe Finger record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
La Düsseldorf,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ultravox,
Camberwell Now,
Khruangbin,
The Vogues,
Agitation Free,
Slave,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
LL Cool J,
Cymande,
Blancmange,
Colin Newman,
Fear,
Mr. Review,
Radiopuhelimet,
Tom Boy,
Intrusion,
Urselle,
Japan,
Kerri Chandler,
Von Mondo,
Ralphi Rosario,
Bobby Byrd,
Andrew Hill,
Aaron Thompson,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Wire,
R.M.O.,
T.S.O.L.,
Organ,
UT,
Letta Mbulu,
Howard Jones,
Hot Snakes,
The Pretty Things,
The Doobie Brothers,
Byron Stingily,
Jeru the Damaja,
Moebius,
Joey Negro,
Ituana,
DNA,
Ohio Players,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
the Fania All-Stars,
Don Cherry,
Rapeman,
Electric Prunes,
Todd Terry,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Lungfish,
Tres Demented,
Fluxion,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Move,
the Germs,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Gang Gang Dance,
DJ Style,
Dorothy Ashby,
Wasted Youth,
The Fugs, The Fugs, The Fugs, The Fugs.
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.