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 Benin and from Paris.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 linndrum 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 Charles Mingus to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Groovy Waters. All the underground hits.
All Tommy Roe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Art Ensemble Of Chicago record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Royal Trux record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
A Certain Ratio,
Chrome,
John Holt,
ABBA,
T.S.O.L.,
The Knickerbockers,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Frankie Knuckles,
Gang Green,
Deakin,
Derrick May,
OOIOO,
Lakeside,
Accadde A,
Stereo Dub,
48th St. Collective,
Adolescents,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Banda Bassotti,
Blake Baxter,
Main Source,
Hashim,
Tom Boy,
Sonic Youth,
Dark Day,
the Slits,
Radiohead,
Matthew Halsall,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Silicon Teens,
John Lydon,
The Fugs,
Bizarre Inc.,
Patti Smith,
Faust,
Pharoah Sanders,
Reuben Wilson,
Flipper,
Arthur Verocai,
Quando Quango,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Lungfish,
EPMD,
Arcadia,
Rotary Connection,
Sällskapet,
Crispy Ambulance,
Technova,
The Trojans,
Animal Collective,
Crispian St. Peters,
Skaos,
Don Cherry,
The Tremeloes,
the Swans,
In Retrospect,
Heaven 17,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions.
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.