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 Belgium and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Winnipeg.
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 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 Zero Boys to the crunk 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 Make Up. All the underground hits.
All Radio Birdman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Swans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jacob Miller 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?
The Real Kids,
Vainqueur,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Au Pairs,
The Star Department,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Aural Exciters,
The Golliwogs,
Darondo,
Can,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Pagans,
Rites of Spring,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
David Bowie,
Rhythm & Sound,
Loose Ends,
Adolescents,
Ohio Players,
June of 44,
Robert Wyatt,
Pere Ubu,
Henry Cow,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Toasters,
Los Fastidios,
Kerri Chandler,
Slick Rick,
Little Man,
Marcia Griffiths,
Black Sheep,
Peter and Kerry,
Dorothy Ashby,
Junior Murvin,
Peter & Gordon,
John Foxx,
Aswad,
Gerry Rafferty,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Intrusion,
Ice-T,
Mr. Review,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Flash Fearless,
New York Dolls,
Gabor Szabo,
U.S. Maple,
The Five Americans,
Mars,
Brand Nubian,
Franke,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Bobby Sherman,
Make Up,
H. Thieme,
The Alarm Clocks,
MC5,
The Index,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Kurtis Blow,
Gang Gang Dance,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs.
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.