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 Chile and from Lyon.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Beijing.
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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 The Gap Band 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 Blake Baxter. All the underground hits.
All The Cosmic Jokers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Young Rascals 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nick Fraelich record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
These Immortal Souls,
DJ Style,
Pagans,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Althea and Donna,
Maurizio,
Aural Exciters,
Black Flag,
In Retrospect,
Gang Gang Dance,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
China Crisis,
Skarface,
Unrelated Segments,
Zapp,
Eli Mardock,
Saccharine Trust,
Robert Hood,
Sister Nancy,
Barbara Tucker,
Suicide,
Kerri Chandler,
London Community Gospel Choir,
DJ Sneak,
The Gories,
Qualms,
Avey Tare,
The Raincoats,
Soft Cell,
Blancmange,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Black Sheep,
Byron Stingily,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Amon Düül,
Nick Fraelich,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Nas,
New Age Steppers,
ABBA,
Deakin,
The Mojo Men,
Ultravox,
Scientists,
Kurtis Blow,
Clear Light,
David McCallum,
Pylon,
Soft Machine,
Depeche Mode,
Cheater Slicks,
Hashim,
Monks,
a-ha,
Nirvana,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Eurythmics,
The Zeros,
Panda Bear,
Mission of Burma,
Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee.
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.