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 Paraguay and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 Lou Reed 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 The Pop Group to the jazz 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 Crime. All the underground hits.
All Thompson Twins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Louis and Bebe Barron record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a June Days record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Morten Harket,
This Heat,
Funky Four + One,
Davy DMX,
Peter & Gordon,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Minny Pops,
Flamin' Groovies,
Parry Music,
Eurythmics,
Gang Green,
Amon Düül,
Todd Terry,
Pere Ubu,
Iggy Pop,
Kerri Chandler,
Ken Boothe,
Loose Ends,
Blake Baxter,
The Gladiators,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Index,
the Association,
Smog,
Intrusion,
Yazoo,
Soft Machine,
The Black Dice,
Cluster,
The New Christs,
The Litter,
Idris Muhammad,
Circle Jerks,
Scion,
Underground Resistance,
Section 25,
Heaven 17,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Buckinghams,
Barclay James Harvest,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Monks,
The Gap Band,
Ralphi Rosario,
Carl Craig,
Bobby Womack,
The Dave Clark Five,
Joe Finger,
Yusef Lateef,
Minutemen,
X-Ray Spex,
Danielle Patucci,
The Star Department,
Drive Like Jehu,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Piero Umiliani,
Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton.
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.