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 Bangladesh and from London.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Glasgow.
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 organ 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 Harry Pussy to the disco 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 Suburban Knight. All the underground hits.
All Michelle Simonal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pere Ubu record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 arpeggiator and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Blackbyrds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jacob Miller,
Nico,
Ossler,
Colin Newman,
PIL,
Marine Girls,
Max Romeo,
Mandrill,
The United States of America,
Ornette Coleman,
Tommy Roe,
Eve St. Jones,
Newcleus,
JFA,
U.S. Maple,
June Days,
Freddie Wadling,
Crooked Eye,
Minny Pops,
Metal Thangz,
Heaven 17,
Frankie Knuckles,
Marshall Jefferson,
Anakelly,
Crispy Ambulance,
Moss Icon,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Can,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Raincoats,
The Wake,
D'Angelo,
Yusef Lateef,
Ken Boothe,
The Vogues,
Aaron Thompson,
Joe Smooth,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Michelle Simonal,
the Human League,
The Kinks,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Alphaville,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Fugs,
The Smiths,
Tomorrow,
The Slackers,
Robert Wyatt,
Cal Tjader,
World's Most,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Dead C,
Joey Negro,
Sparks,
Bad Manners,
Glenn Branca,
The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch 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.