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 Antigua and from Milan.
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 Portland and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 harpsichord 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 Country Teasers to the rock 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 Cowsills. All the underground hits.
All Jeff Lynne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Names 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Sheep record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mark Hollis,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Amon Düül,
Moby Grape,
Masters at Work,
Ten City,
Shuggie Otis,
Shoche,
The Gories,
Audionom,
Theoretical Girls,
Wally Richardson,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
T. Rex,
Colin Newman,
Gabor Szabo,
Rod Modell,
Moss Icon,
Joyce Sims,
Jeff Mills,
Marine Girls,
The Monochrome Set,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Cecil Taylor,
Von Mondo,
Stereo Dub,
48th St. Collective,
Rakim,
Girls At Our Best!,
the Normal,
New York Dolls,
The Blues Magoos,
Andrew Hill,
China Crisis,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Metal Thangz,
Slick Rick,
The Gladiators,
The Vogues,
Skriet,
10cc,
Hasil Adkins,
Ituana,
Nils Olav,
Suburban Knight,
Bang On A Can,
Panda Bear,
Leonard Cohen,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Don Cherry,
Neil Young,
Ossler,
Black Pus,
Flipper,
Basic Channel,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Leaves,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire.
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.