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 Guinea-Bissau and from Lille.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 theremin 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 Intrusion to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Derrick Morgan. All the underground hits.
All Jeff Mills tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Blues Magoos 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eden Ahbez record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Shuggie Otis,
Delta 5,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
DJ Sneak,
Flamin' Groovies,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Joe Finger,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Walker Brothers,
Rotary Connection,
Jawbox,
The Mojo Men,
The Grass Roots,
Arcadia,
Mo-Dettes,
Anthony Braxton,
Glambeats Corp.,
Motorama,
Carl Craig,
Ultravox,
Hasil Adkins,
Lightning Bolt,
the Normal,
Sun City Girls,
Lindisfarne,
The United States of America,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Dave Gahan,
Laurel Aitken,
Television Personalities,
Funkadelic,
JFA,
Sexual Harrassment,
Accadde A,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Alton Ellis,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Gang Starr,
Niagra,
Severed Heads,
The Happenings,
The Invisible,
John Foxx,
Bang On A Can,
Altered Images,
Gang Green,
Isaac Hayes,
Quadrant,
Theoretical Girls,
Radiohead,
Newcleus,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Crispy Ambulance,
Faraquet,
The Gun Club,
The Searchers,
Con Funk Shun,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
the Germs, the Germs, the Germs, the Germs.
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.