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 Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Byron Stingily to the disco 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 Sad Lovers and Giants. All the underground hits.
All Junior Murvin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Men They Couldn't Hang record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Index,
Terrestrial Tones,
Delon & Dalcan,
Robert Wyatt,
John Lydon,
Kayak,
Jandek,
Siglo XX,
The Index,
Clear Light,
Royal Trux,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Danielle Patucci,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Eric Dolphy,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Sly & The Family Stone,
JFA,
AZ,
Bill Wells,
Cluster,
Althea and Donna,
Tommy Roe,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Bob Dylan,
Joy Division,
Underground Resistance,
Cheater Slicks,
New Age Steppers,
Gong,
Intrusion,
Angry Samoans,
Eden Ahbez,
Dark Day,
Donny Hathaway,
Flash Fearless,
Popol Vuh,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Toasters,
Black Flag,
Lebanon Hanover,
Deadbeat,
Rakim,
Soft Cell,
X-102,
Mary Jane Girls,
These Immortal Souls,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Lyres,
Marmalade,
Liliput,
Judy Mowatt,
Loose Ends,
Inner City,
Fela Kuti,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Banda Bassotti,
Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger.
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.