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 Hungary and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 oboe 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 Junior Murvin to the rap 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 Sugar Minott. All the underground hits.
All Bang On A Can tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aloha Tigers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Saccharine Trust,
Buzzcocks,
The Offenders,
Pantytec,
Monks,
The Electric Prunes,
Moss Icon,
Circle Jerks,
Kool Moe Dee,
K-Klass,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Lalo Schifrin,
Tears for Fears,
Jeff Lynne,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
La Düsseldorf,
The Invisible,
Mantronix,
Alphaville,
The Raincoats,
Infiniti,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Maurizio,
The Stooges,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Eden Ahbez,
Dual Sessions,
Interpol,
AZ,
Babytalk,
The Fugs,
The Real Kids,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Alice Coltrane,
Nirvana,
Barry Ungar,
Brick,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Golliwogs,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Yaz,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Robert Hood,
The Busters,
Stetsasonic,
The Selecter,
Jandek,
the Swans,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Trojans,
Michelle Simonal,
OOIOO,
Amazonics,
Juan Atkins,
Faust,
Sandy B,
Judy Mowatt,
Pylon,
Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters.
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.