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 Honduras and from Copenhagen.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 spring reverb 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 Grey Daturas to the disco 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 Inner City. All the underground hits.
All Black Sheep tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Y Pants record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Johnny Clarke record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Finger,
The Neon Judgement,
David McCallum,
The Cosmic Jokers,
the Slits,
Royal Trux,
Ronan,
Bauhaus,
Main Source,
Funky Four + One,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Motorama,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Zero Boys,
The Dead C,
Skaos,
Moby Grape,
Lebanon Hanover,
B.T. Express,
Darondo,
Shuggie Otis,
Yazoo,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Ten City,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Cecil Taylor,
Kerri Chandler,
The Barracudas,
Franke,
Moss Icon,
Amon Düül,
The Kinks,
DJ Style,
Camberwell Now,
Accadde A,
The Associates,
Robert Görl,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Japan,
Marshall Jefferson,
Jeru the Damaja,
Dennis Brown,
Essential Logic,
Flamin' Groovies,
the Fania All-Stars,
Althea and Donna,
Juan Atkins,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Smiths,
Lalann,
Slick Rick,
Amon Düül II,
Lower 48,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Rekid,
Connie Case,
Oneida,
The Offenders,
The Gun Club,
Howard Jones,
Prince Buster, Prince Buster, Prince Buster, Prince Buster.
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.