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 Taiwan and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 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 Reagan Youth to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Smiths. All the underground hits.
All Minnie Riperton tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Reagan Youth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Prince Buster record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Leaves,
Duran Duran,
The Birthday Party,
Unwound,
Swell Maps,
Blake Baxter,
Sun Ra,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Zero Boys,
Bang On A Can,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Joy Division,
Leonard Cohen,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Tremeloes,
the Slits,
Bobby Womack,
The Searchers,
OOIOO,
Faraquet,
Second Layer,
Joey Negro,
John Foxx,
Godley & Creme,
Minutemen,
Oblivians,
Ronan,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Marc Almond,
the Normal,
The Pretty Things,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Rod Modell,
FM Einheit,
Faust,
Brothers Johnson,
The Mojo Men,
The Doobie Brothers,
Prince Buster,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
ABBA,
Howard Jones,
Derrick May,
Schoolly D,
Sugar Minott,
Erasure,
Man Eating Sloth,
Byron Stingily,
The Trojans,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Divine Comedy,
Kayak,
Graham Central Station,
Eric Dolphy,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Detroit Cobras,
Judy Mowatt,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Busters, The Busters, The Busters, The Busters.
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.