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 Spain and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 Toronto and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Thompson Twins to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.
All Brass Construction tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Qualms record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Velvet Underground record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Magazine,
The Star Department,
Pierre Henry,
Jandek,
Ronnie Foster,
Lightning Bolt,
Reuben Wilson,
Organ,
The Motions,
Leonard Cohen,
The Doors,
Mo-Dettes,
Ultra Naté,
Gastr Del Sol,
John Cale,
Brothers Johnson,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Martian,
FM Einheit,
Spandau Ballet,
ABC,
Qualms,
Sight & Sound,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
T.S.O.L.,
Oneida,
Chris & Cosey,
Kevin Saunderson,
Donald Byrd,
Blossom Toes,
Isaac Hayes,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Joe Smooth,
Shuggie Otis,
Suburban Knight,
OOIOO,
Spoonie Gee,
Babytalk,
Joey Negro,
Dawn Penn,
Anthony Braxton,
Rod Modell,
Swell Maps,
Matthew Halsall,
Sex Pistols,
Minutemen,
Bobby Sherman,
Animal Collective,
Skarface,
Matthew Bourne,
Pagans,
World's Most,
Clear Light,
Boredoms,
Al Stewart,
Model 500,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Ice-T,
8 Eyed Spy,
Gregory Isaacs,
Buzzcocks,
The Human League, The Human League, The Human League, The Human League.
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.