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 Niger and from Houston.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 chamberlin 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 Lakeside to the disco 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 Drexciya. All the underground hits.
All Don Cherry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quadrant record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zapp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
June of 44,
Black Pus,
The Toasters,
Public Image Ltd.,
Ituana,
The Happenings,
Procol Harum,
Smog,
Sonny Sharrock,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Albert Ayler,
Rhythm & Sound,
Pharoah Sanders,
Oneida,
Peter and Kerry,
Jacob Miller,
The Saints,
Ornette Coleman,
Make Up,
China Crisis,
Moby Grape,
Vladislav Delay,
Half Japanese,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Sandy B,
The Mummies,
Reagan Youth,
A Flock of Seagulls,
New Age Steppers,
Marmalade,
Tim Buckley,
Nils Olav,
Steve Hackett,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Connie Case,
Fad Gadget,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Urselle,
The Remains,
Harry Pussy,
Eve St. Jones,
Dawn Penn,
Freddie Wadling,
Marc Almond,
Delta 5,
The Cowsills,
Black Bananas,
Saccharine Trust,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Main Source,
Rites of Spring,
Second Layer,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Radiopuhelimet,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
H. Thieme,
Howard Jones,
Panda Bear,
The Gun Club,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Crooked Eye, Crooked Eye, Crooked Eye, Crooked Eye.
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.