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 Benin and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 The Sonics to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Roy Ayers. All the underground hits.
All Electric Prunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wolf Eyes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Music Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pylon,
China Crisis,
Godley & Creme,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The United States of America,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Interpol,
Technova,
New Order,
Kurtis Blow,
Outsiders,
Maurizio,
The Flesh Eaters,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Television,
Fela Kuti,
Neu!,
Sex Pistols,
Kenny Larkin,
the Association,
Radio Birdman,
John Coltrane,
Bobby Womack,
Barrington Levy,
Ten City,
Fluxion,
Goldenarms,
Man Parrish,
Faraquet,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Index,
The Motions,
H. Thieme,
Lou Reed,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Joe Finger,
Dual Sessions,
Skarface,
Theoretical Girls,
Spoonie Gee,
Sound Behaviour,
Joensuu 1685,
Agitation Free,
Sällskapet,
Dawn Penn,
Kerri Chandler,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Sexual Harrassment,
Icehouse,
The Seeds,
Procol Harum,
The Dirtbombs,
The Human League,
Royal Trux,
Negative Approach,
Stereo Dub,
Massinfluence,
Amon Düül,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Flipper,
Hoover,
Japan,
Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth.
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.