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 Malta and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Eyeless In Gaza to the funk 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 The Pretty Things. All the underground hits.
All Ronnie Foster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dark Day record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 clarinet and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Siouxsie and the Banshees record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Absolute Body Control,
Monolake,
Mark Hollis,
Procol Harum,
Popol Vuh,
Stereo Dub,
China Crisis,
Royal Trux,
Robert Hood,
Man Eating Sloth,
Althea and Donna,
Pussy Galore,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Derrick Morgan,
Yazoo,
Michelle Simonal,
June Days,
Jesper Dahlback,
Kurtis Blow,
Stockholm Monsters,
Joe Smooth,
Black Flag,
Aaron Thompson,
Gastr Del Sol,
Sarah Menescal,
Ken Boothe,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Scott Walker,
Intrusion,
Model 500,
The Detroit Cobras,
John Coltrane,
Babytalk,
Boogie Down Productions,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Cymande,
The Tremeloes,
Maurizio,
Kayak,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Birthday Party,
Gang Gang Dance,
Fear,
Sun Ra,
X-Ray Spex,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Ronan,
Newcleus,
Quantec,
Isaac Hayes,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Excepter,
Lalann,
Josef K,
Fugazi,
Hashim,
Easy Going,
Whodini,
Wasted Youth,
The Shadows of Knight,
Archie Shepp,
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.