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 Mali and from Woodstock.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 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 The Slackers to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Mark Hollis. All the underground hits.
All The Cowsills tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed & John Cale record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Negative Approach 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?
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Heaven 17,
Banda Bassotti,
Ronan,
The Motions,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Buzzcocks,
Zero Boys,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Beau Brummels,
Davy DMX,
Unwound,
James White and The Blacks,
Das Ding,
X-101,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Litter,
Sandy B,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Slits,
Gastr Del Sol,
Piero Umiliani,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Trojans,
Rufus Thomas,
Quadrant,
Gichy Dan,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
John Coltrane,
Fugazi,
New York Dolls,
Nick Fraelich,
The Index,
The Monochrome Set,
Fear,
Flipper,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Negative Approach,
Procol Harum,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Remains,
Wolf Eyes,
Eve St. Jones,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Young Rascals,
Charles Mingus,
Idris Muhammad,
Quando Quango,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
New Order,
Bobby Sherman,
The Raincoats,
John Lydon,
Delta 5,
Tommy Roe,
The Red Krayola,
Kool Moe Dee,
Panda Bear, Panda Bear, Panda Bear, Panda Bear.
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.