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 United States and from London.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 theremin 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 Delon & Dalcan to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Roy Ayers Ubiquity. All the underground hits.
All Jimmy McGriff tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soft Machine 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 güiro and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Warsaw record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Johnny Osbourne,
Donald Byrd,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Sonic Youth,
Panda Bear,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Easy Going,
MDC,
The Birthday Party,
Gil Scott Heron,
Goldenarms,
The Knickerbockers,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Kevin Saunderson,
Jimmy McGriff,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Nils Olav,
Alice Coltrane,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Index,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Boz Scaggs,
Joe Finger,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Morten Harket,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Sparks,
Scan 7,
Tim Buckley,
Con Funk Shun,
Byron Stingily,
The Techniques,
Glenn Branca,
Severed Heads,
The Monochrome Set,
The Skatalites,
This Heat,
Accadde A,
John Holt,
Reuben Wilson,
Fad Gadget,
Aloha Tigers,
Amon Düül II,
The Saints,
The Names,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Buzzcocks,
The Searchers,
Letta Mbulu,
Faust,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Maurizio,
the Sonics,
The Gun Club,
Bang On A Can,
Don Cherry,
Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders.
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.