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 Togo and from Mexico City.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 T.S.O.L. to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Charles Mingus. All the underground hits.
All the Sonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Whodini record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Slick Rick,
Porter Ricks,
Lou Reed,
Goldenarms,
The Tremeloes,
Main Source,
Babytalk,
Subhumans,
Michelle Simonal,
Symarip,
Lakeside,
The Pop Group,
Lalo Schifrin,
Bush Tetras,
Black Bananas,
Juan Atkins,
The Slits,
Absolute Body Control,
X-Ray Spex,
Lebanon Hanover,
Schoolly D,
The Mummies,
Ralphi Rosario,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Soft Machine,
Ultravox,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Mark Hollis,
Gerry Rafferty,
Bauhaus,
Swans,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
JFA,
Godley & Creme,
Skarface,
Darondo,
Altered Images,
Dawn Penn,
John Holt,
The Cramps,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Can,
Stetsasonic,
The Red Krayola,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Deepchord,
Andrew Hill,
Alphaville,
Animal Collective,
Kurtis Blow,
Bobby Womack,
The Fuzztones,
Organ,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Charles Mingus,
Crash Course in Science,
Niagra, Niagra, Niagra, Niagra.
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.