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 Bulgaria and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 guitar 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 Lou Reed & Metallica 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 The Doobie Brothers. All the underground hits.
All Robert Görl tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every a-ha record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Durutti Column record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Danielle Patucci,
Jawbox,
Steve Hackett,
Ten City,
Erasure,
X-102,
Fluxion,
the Sonics,
Sarah Menescal,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Connie Case,
Ultra Naté,
Chris & Cosey,
Mary Jane Girls,
Matthew Bourne,
The Angels of Light,
The Fall,
Alice Coltrane,
Quadrant,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Mandrill,
The Moleskins,
Sun Ra,
Eve St. Jones,
Yellowson,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Rekid,
DNA,
Jeff Lynne,
Al Stewart,
H. Thieme,
Khruangbin,
Rod Modell,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Gories,
John Coltrane,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Harmonia,
Bad Manners,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
New York Dolls,
Arthur Verocai,
The Buckinghams,
Sex Pistols,
Swans,
Talk Talk,
Nirvana,
Warren Ellis,
Bauhaus,
Deepchord,
Erykah Badu,
Pylon,
Gang of Four,
In Retrospect,
Rosa Yemen,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Bang On A Can,
Aswad,
Panda Bear,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
John Lydon,
Maurizio, Maurizio, Maurizio, Maurizio.
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.