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 Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 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 The Offenders to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Peter & Gordon. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Byrd tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Remains record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a June of 44 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stiv Bators,
Joe Finger,
Derrick Morgan,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Chris Corsano,
Glambeats Corp.,
David McCallum,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Bauhaus,
Kerrie Biddell,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Make Up,
Newcleus,
Crispy Ambulance,
Hoover,
Eli Mardock,
Qualms,
Bill Wells,
Mo-Dettes,
The Slits,
New Order,
Goldenarms,
The Fugs,
Black Moon,
Lyres,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Talk Talk,
The Selecter,
Sonny Sharrock,
June Days,
The Angels of Light,
Neil Young,
Patti Smith,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Leonard Cohen,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Modern Lovers,
Marine Girls,
Sarah Menescal,
Delta 5,
Wings,
Dawn Penn,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
cv313,
Mad Mike,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Reagan Youth,
Nik Kershaw,
Roger Hodgson,
Soulsonic Force,
Godley & Creme,
Junior Murvin,
Nick Fraelich,
Faraquet,
The Velvet Underground,
Barrington Levy,
The Neon Judgement,
The Wake,
Warren Ellis,
Joensuu 1685,
B.T. Express,
D'Angelo,
Terry Callier, Terry Callier, Terry Callier, Terry Callier.
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.