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 Montenegro and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Glasgow.
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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the güiro 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 Magma to the rap 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 The Doors. All the underground hits.
All Outsiders tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stereo Dub record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 snare and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ornette Coleman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Drive Like Jehu,
Janne Schatter,
Boredoms,
Lungfish,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Eden Ahbez,
The Sound,
The Pretty Things,
Warsaw,
Skriet,
Zapp,
E-Dancer,
The Grass Roots,
Camberwell Now,
The Stooges,
Average White Band,
Barrington Levy,
Dennis Brown,
Moby Grape,
The Golliwogs,
Glenn Branca,
Japan,
Maleditus Sound,
The Leaves,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Nik Kershaw,
Kayak,
Television Personalities,
Eric Copeland,
Hoover,
The Standells,
F. McDonald,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Evens,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Selecter,
Altered Images,
Model 500,
Mantronix,
UT,
Minor Threat,
The Smiths,
The Mojo Men,
Fear,
Ossler,
Young Marble Giants,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Warren Ellis,
Roy Ayers,
Bobby Womack,
Symarip,
The Tremeloes,
Monks,
Shuggie Otis,
Unrelated Segments,
Liliput,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Seeds,
Pet Shop Boys,
Sister Nancy,
Eli Mardock,
The Names,
The Raincoats, The Raincoats, The Raincoats, The Raincoats.
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.