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 Guinea-Bissau and from Spokane.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Alison Limerick to the electroclash 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 Delon & Dalcan. All the underground hits.
All Boredoms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Pus 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Underground Resistance record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alton Ellis,
Crispian St. Peters,
Joe Finger,
Tommy Roe,
Lalann,
Pulsallama,
T.S.O.L.,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Warren Ellis,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Raincoats,
Mantronix,
Todd Rundgren,
The Litter,
Mandrill,
Traffic Nightmare,
Sparks,
The Fall,
New Order,
The Slackers,
Gichy Dan,
Jeru the Damaja,
Faraquet,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
L. Decosne,
The Remains,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Zero Boys,
Erasure,
The Sound,
Sixth Finger,
Easy Going,
Barbara Tucker,
Guru Guru,
Lebanon Hanover,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Fear,
Moss Icon,
Barry Ungar,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Moleskins,
Reuben Wilson,
Bobby Sherman,
Iggy Pop,
Interpol,
Joy Division,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Kaleidoscope,
Albert Ayler,
Bush Tetras,
Boogie Down Productions,
Nick Fraelich,
the Human League,
Public Image Ltd.,
Niagra,
The Doors,
Eli Mardock,
Inner City,
Lindisfarne,
Japan,
Henry Cow,
Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot.
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.