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 Bulgaria and from Madrid.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Arcadia to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth. All the underground hits.
All Pole tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Patti Smith record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sound Behaviour record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Albert Ayler,
Malaria!,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Lebanon Hanover,
June Days,
The Skatalites,
The United States of America,
Moss Icon,
The Dave Clark Five,
R.M.O.,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Jacob Miller,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Second Layer,
Tres Demented,
Half Japanese,
Mark Hollis,
Bush Tetras,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Buckinghams,
Japan,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Judy Mowatt,
Panda Bear,
Laurel Aitken,
Roger Hodgson,
The Black Dice,
Fugazi,
Warsaw,
Skriet,
Das Ding,
Max Romeo,
Nation of Ulysses,
Nico,
Janne Schatter,
The J.B.'s,
Reagan Youth,
Camberwell Now,
Lalann,
Los Fastidios,
The Happenings,
Kerrie Biddell,
E-Dancer,
Gong,
Connie Case,
Cal Tjader,
Matthew Halsall,
Niagra,
Nick Fraelich,
Qualms,
the Sonics,
Chris & Cosey,
Carl Craig,
The Real Kids,
Soul Sonic Force,
Amazonics,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Lightning Bolt,
Freddie Wadling,
Glenn Branca,
The Moleskins,
Ronan, Ronan, Ronan, Ronan.
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.