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 Czech Republic and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 harpsichord 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Bang on a Can All-Stars. All the underground hits.
All Mark Hollis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wings 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ossler record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Piero Umiliani,
Bobby Byrd,
The Birthday Party,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Monks,
La Düsseldorf,
Erykah Badu,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Scrapy,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Tom Boy,
D'Angelo,
Fela Kuti,
Lalann,
Basic Channel,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Mary Jane Girls,
Barry Ungar,
Saccharine Trust,
Circle Jerks,
Gang Gang Dance,
Marc Almond,
Magazine,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Marshall Jefferson,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Blues Magoos,
Andrew Hill,
Desert Stars,
Cymande,
Marcia Griffiths,
kango's stein massive,
Shuggie Otis,
Cameo,
Wings,
the Soft Cell,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Lindisfarne,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Barbara Tucker,
Supertramp,
Unrelated Segments,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Fat Boys,
Absolute Body Control,
Duran Duran,
Wally Richardson,
Surgeon,
Anthony Braxton,
Yaz,
Lebanon Hanover,
Cheater Slicks,
Sixth Finger,
Hoover,
The Martian,
The Saints,
Gichy Dan,
Bobby Womack,
ABBA,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Moleskins,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse.
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.