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 Venezuela and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 chamberlin 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 Lindisfarne to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Rod Modell. All the underground hits.
All Sonic Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Bar-Kays 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fuzztones record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Bananas,
Flash Fearless,
The Victims,
Quadrant,
DNA,
Banda Bassotti,
Lungfish,
Sonic Youth,
DJ Sneak,
Ponytail,
Nick Fraelich,
Sound Behaviour,
Avey Tare,
The Fortunes,
Negative Approach,
The Selecter,
David Axelrod,
Whodini,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Skaos,
Lower 48,
MC5,
Bang On A Can,
Letta Mbulu,
Amon Düül II,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Roxy Music,
Barrington Levy,
Swell Maps,
Todd Rundgren,
Mission of Burma,
Black Pus,
Model 500,
One Last Wish,
Talk Talk,
Organ,
Half Japanese,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
KRS-One,
Faraquet,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Angels of Light,
Urselle,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Piero Umiliani,
Derrick May,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Yaz,
Barclay James Harvest,
Maleditus Sound,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
LL Cool J,
Unwound,
Scott Walker,
Duran Duran,
Soft Machine,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Frankie Knuckles,
Tom Boy,
The Count Five,
X-102,
The Move,
Steve Hackett, Steve Hackett, Steve Hackett, Steve Hackett.
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.