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 Paraguay and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 rhodes 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 Panda Bear to the punk 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 Amon Düül. All the underground hits.
All The Modern Lovers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Happenings record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hardrive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barry Ungar,
Nirvana,
PIL,
Blake Baxter,
Duran Duran,
Crispian St. Peters,
New Age Steppers,
Massinfluence,
Sugar Minott,
Fad Gadget,
Ultravox,
Simply Red,
Ronan,
Rotary Connection,
Derrick May,
The Busters,
The Slits,
Interpol,
10cc,
Goldenarms,
The Shadows of Knight,
Pylon,
Toni Rubio,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Scion,
The Associates,
The Seeds,
Theoretical Girls,
The Birthday Party,
Soul Sonic Force,
Prince Buster,
Nick Fraelich,
Black Bananas,
Excepter,
Bang On A Can,
Spoonie Gee,
Dorothy Ashby,
Babytalk,
Marc Almond,
Minny Pops,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sun Ra,
Terry Callier,
Visage,
The American Breed,
Radio Birdman,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Bobby Byrd,
OOIOO,
Rites of Spring,
Danielle Patucci,
Brand Nubian,
Circle Jerks,
The Golliwogs,
Gong,
Television Personalities,
Faust,
The Five Americans,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))).
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.