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 Bangladesh and from Cairo.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the guitar 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 Moby Grape to the rap 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 Yellowson. All the underground hits.
All Ultravox tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Iggy Pop 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Sonics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arab on Radar,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Ken Boothe,
Flamin' Groovies,
Radio Birdman,
Frankie Knuckles,
Dennis Brown,
Amazonics,
Carl Craig,
Scientists,
The Zeros,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Intrusion,
Hardrive,
Bill Wells,
Bill Near,
Unrelated Segments,
Jacques Brel,
Letta Mbulu,
Maleditus Sound,
Todd Terry,
La Düsseldorf,
Mandrill,
Gong,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Dave Gahan,
The Searchers,
Yellowson,
The Dave Clark Five,
T.S.O.L.,
John Coltrane,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Soulsonic Force,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Man Eating Sloth,
Alison Limerick,
Rhythm & Sound,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Interpol,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Monochrome Set,
Alphaville,
X-Ray Spex,
Graham Central Station,
Bush Tetras,
David McCallum,
Trumans Water,
Eric Dolphy,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Theoretical Girls,
Main Source,
Bronski Beat,
The Gories,
Eurythmics,
Ohio Players,
Groovy Waters,
Josef K,
Erykah Badu,
These Immortal Souls,
Lucky Dragons, Lucky Dragons, Lucky Dragons, Lucky Dragons.
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.