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 Sierra Leone and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 In Retrospect to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Mark Hollis. All the underground hits.
All The Slackers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every ABC record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Sisters of Mercy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kerrie Biddell,
Kool Moe Dee,
Sun Ra,
Franke,
Gang of Four,
Gang Starr,
Minutemen,
Tears for Fears,
Bill Near,
Sonic Youth,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Urselle,
Black Pus,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Searchers,
8 Eyed Spy,
Glenn Branca,
Jawbox,
Peter and Kerry,
PIL,
Kurtis Blow,
Jandek,
Flash Fearless,
Derrick Morgan,
Black Sheep,
The Offenders,
Reagan Youth,
Porter Ricks,
John Lydon,
Barclay James Harvest,
Ten City,
Junior Murvin,
Joey Negro,
Terry Callier,
Henry Cow,
Roy Ayers,
Minor Threat,
Peter & Gordon,
Monolake,
Ken Boothe,
Tomorrow,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Con Funk Shun,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Excepter,
New Age Steppers,
10cc,
Bronski Beat,
Whodini,
Crime,
Barbara Tucker,
cv313,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Cowsills,
Pet Shop Boys,
Sugar Minott,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Japan,
Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins.
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.