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 Guinea-Bissau and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 organ 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 John Cale to the jazz 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 Jerry's Kids. All the underground hits.
All Bootsy Collins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Freddie Wadling 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Subhumans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Gong,
Suburban Knight,
Archie Shepp,
The Busters,
The Offenders,
Kevin Saunderson,
Panda Bear,
Amon Düül,
Scratch Acid,
Sun Ra,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Minor Threat,
The Vogues,
Bizarre Inc.,
Harmonia,
Procol Harum,
Neu!,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Iggy Pop,
Jeff Lynne,
ABBA,
Tropical Tobacco,
The New Christs,
Aural Exciters,
Dave Gahan,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Golliwogs,
Andrew Hill,
Arcadia,
Kenny Larkin,
Juan Atkins,
Pussy Galore,
Alphaville,
Accadde A,
Bobby Sherman,
Aaron Thompson,
The Gories,
Porter Ricks,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Tremeloes,
Pierre Henry,
The Raincoats,
Youth Brigade,
China Crisis,
K-Klass,
Faust,
Soft Machine,
the Normal,
Moebius,
The Divine Comedy,
Erykah Badu,
The Cosmic Jokers,
R.M.O.,
David Axelrod,
Danielle Patucci,
Yaz,
Moby Grape,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
KRS-One,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Supertramp,
X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex.
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.