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 United States and from Stockholm.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 marimba 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 Second Layer to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson. All the underground hits.
All Bootsy's Rubber Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marcia Griffiths 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Juan Atkins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Motions,
Sällskapet,
Soul II Soul,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Hoover,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Ultimate Spinach,
Eddi Front,
Boz Scaggs,
Accadde A,
The Wake,
Anthony Braxton,
Drive Like Jehu,
Monks,
The Gladiators,
Darondo,
Neil Young,
Arab on Radar,
Ronan,
Swell Maps,
Boredoms,
Hot Snakes,
Steve Hackett,
Soul Sonic Force,
Dennis Brown,
Sugar Minott,
The Fire Engines,
Crispy Ambulance,
Au Pairs,
The Sound,
Circle Jerks,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Eve St. Jones,
Lou Christie,
The Busters,
Loose Ends,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Buckinghams,
Parry Music,
Gang Gang Dance,
Sonny Sharrock,
Camouflage,
Juan Atkins,
The Techniques,
The Sonics,
Bobby Sherman,
Youth Brigade,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Q and Not U,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Mission of Burma,
Piero Umiliani,
The Birthday Party,
MDC,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Monks,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
X-101,
Animal Collective,
Wally Richardson,
Newcleus,
LL Cool J, LL Cool J, LL Cool J, LL Cool J.
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.