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 Saudi Arabia and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 theremin 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 Neil Young to the rock 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 Thompson Twins. All the underground hits.
All Susan Cadogan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Q65 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wasted Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Smog,
Ornette Coleman,
David Axelrod,
Michelle Simonal,
The Index,
the Human League,
James Chance & The Contortions,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
K-Klass,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Fluxion,
Japan,
Quadrant,
Groovy Waters,
Dark Day,
Radiohead,
Nation of Ulysses,
Mandrill,
Sugar Minott,
David Bowie,
Circle Jerks,
Neil Young,
KRS-One,
Main Source,
CMW,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Remains,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
U.S. Maple,
Tim Buckley,
Steve Hackett,
Robert Hood,
Pussy Galore,
Zero Boys,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Selecter,
The Techniques,
The New Christs,
Roger Hodgson,
Kevin Saunderson,
Slick Rick,
Iggy Pop,
Moby Grape,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Shoche,
Carl Craig,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Amon Düül II,
Can,
Aloha Tigers,
Television,
Minutemen,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Electric Prunes,
Ronnie Foster,
Thee Headcoats,
D'Angelo,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Animal Collective,
Boogie Down Productions,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
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.