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 Botswana and from Bremen.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Los Fastidios to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Boz Scaggs. All the underground hits.
All Tubeway Army tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Faraquet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Negative Approach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Girls At Our Best!,
Organ,
Procol Harum,
New Age Steppers,
Spandau Ballet,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Fuzztones,
Ice-T,
Section 25,
The Raincoats,
Rhythm & Sound,
Eric Dolphy,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Los Fastidios,
Yaz,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
the Sonics,
Alice Coltrane,
Zapp,
Das Ding,
The Neon Judgement,
Kerrie Biddell,
Sällskapet,
Soul Sonic Force,
Anthony Braxton,
X-101,
Rites of Spring,
Eric Copeland,
X-102,
The Stooges,
Young Marble Giants,
Gang of Four,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Faust,
The Young Rascals,
The Pop Group,
The Standells,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Iggy Pop,
Parry Music,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Inner City,
Tomorrow,
Ornette Coleman,
Pierre Henry,
The Kinks,
Nico,
Don Cherry,
The Dead C,
Sound Behaviour,
Metal Thangz,
The Residents,
Pulsallama,
Whodini,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
8 Eyed Spy,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Lou Christie,
Joyce Sims,
Charles Mingus,
Wasted Youth,
The Gap Band, The Gap Band, The Gap Band, The Gap Band.
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.