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 Cyprus and from Bologna.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the guitar 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 Nation of Ulysses to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 OOIOO. All the underground hits.
All The Slits tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Underground Resistance record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 synthesizer and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Young Rascals record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Altered Images,
Flash Fearless,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Darondo,
the Soft Cell,
Lindisfarne,
Sight & Sound,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Marcia Griffiths,
Ronan,
Gong,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Smiths,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Magma,
The American Breed,
Television Personalities,
Black Flag,
Marvin Gaye,
Lucky Dragons,
Little Man,
The Offenders,
Rosa Yemen,
Nils Olav,
Symarip,
Joy Division,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
David Bowie,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Fortunes,
Erasure,
Aural Exciters,
Bill Near,
Boz Scaggs,
Negative Approach,
Visage,
The Sonics,
Jacob Miller,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Freddie Wadling,
Nick Fraelich,
Harmonia,
The Raincoats,
Rod Modell,
Masters at Work,
Joey Negro,
Lalann,
The Associates,
H. Thieme,
Niagra,
Model 500,
The Last Poets,
Malaria!,
Shuggie Otis,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.