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 Dominican Republic and from Stockholm.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
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 Archie Shepp to the electroclash 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 Pantaleimon. All the underground hits.
All London Community Gospel Choir tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mandrill record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Monochrome Set record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lucky Dragons,
Intrusion,
Cymande,
Gerry Rafferty,
Boz Scaggs,
Funky Four + One,
Derrick Morgan,
Lou Christie,
EPMD,
Reuben Wilson,
Bill Near,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Albert Ayler,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Pylon,
Moby Grape,
Mantronix,
Negative Approach,
These Immortal Souls,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Ponytail,
Brothers Johnson,
Anakelly,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Carl Craig,
OOIOO,
Arcadia,
Monks,
cv313,
Michelle Simonal,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Gun Club,
The J.B.'s,
Man Eating Sloth,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Wasted Youth,
Nils Olav,
Hot Snakes,
Traffic Nightmare,
Toni Rubio,
the Normal,
Porter Ricks,
Lyres,
Dead Boys,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Visage,
Ultra Naté,
The Alarm Clocks,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Delon & Dalcan,
Lalo Schifrin,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Godley & Creme,
Mandrill,
Q and Not U,
Matthew Halsall,
Skaos,
John Coltrane,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band.
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.