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 Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 organ 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 Silicon Teens to the grunge 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 Matthew Bourne. All the underground hits.
All Sällskapet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ten City record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Real Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Amon Düül,
The Mummies,
The Knickerbockers,
Au Pairs,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Trumans Water,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Suburban Knight,
Donny Hathaway,
Funkadelic,
Susan Cadogan,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Black Bananas,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Erykah Badu,
the Germs,
Alton Ellis,
The Fortunes,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Robert Görl,
Joensuu 1685,
Juan Atkins,
Man Parrish,
Reagan Youth,
The Leaves,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Public Enemy,
Connie Case,
Newcleus,
Boogie Down Productions,
PIL,
Ronnie Foster,
CMW,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Lindisfarne,
La Düsseldorf,
Scratch Acid,
Freddie Wadling,
Bobby Sherman,
Hardrive,
E-Dancer,
Parry Music,
The Motions,
Interpol,
Amon Düül II,
Wire,
The Gun Club,
Anakelly,
Gang Starr,
X-Ray Spex,
X-102,
Mark Hollis,
Nirvana,
Basic Channel,
Joy Division,
Lower 48,
Buzzcocks,
Pulsallama,
L. Decosne,
Das Ding,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
T.S.O.L.,
Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick.
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.