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 Mongolia and from Shanghai.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 theremin 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 John Holt to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 The Moody Blues. All the underground hits.
All Flash Fearless tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sparks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 synthesizer and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Evens record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Blues Magoos,
John Holt,
The Leaves,
The American Breed,
PIL,
Kaleidoscope,
X-102,
The Fugs,
Radiopuhelimet,
Alison Limerick,
Loose Ends,
Underground Resistance,
Groovy Waters,
Moebius,
Cheater Slicks,
Silicon Teens,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Erasure,
Jesper Dahlback,
Glambeats Corp.,
Infiniti,
The Pretty Things,
Rakim,
The Fall,
Bobby Sherman,
Ultra Naté,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Ken Boothe,
Saccharine Trust,
The Modern Lovers,
Pulsallama,
Thee Headcoats,
Erykah Badu,
Massinfluence,
Talk Talk,
Harry Pussy,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Zeros,
Inner City,
Funkadelic,
Danielle Patucci,
The Gap Band,
Can,
the Germs,
Bootsy Collins,
The Busters,
The Real Kids,
UT,
F. McDonald,
Kurtis Blow,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
a-ha,
Joe Finger,
The Victims,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Cowsills,
The Star Department,
Curtis Mayfield,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Cecil Taylor,
China Crisis, China Crisis, China Crisis, China Crisis.
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.