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 Argentina and from Mexico City.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 chamberlin 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 La Düsseldorf to the dance 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 Popol Vuh. All the underground hits.
All Sun Ra Arkestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deadbeat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 snare and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Judy Mowatt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Althea and Donna,
The Techniques,
Second Layer,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Accadde A,
EPMD,
Ituana,
The Smoke,
Skriet,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Slave,
Lyres,
The Fall,
Outsiders,
Zapp,
Radiopuhelimet,
Scott Walker,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Joy Division,
Simply Red,
Sex Pistols,
Eric Copeland,
The Moody Blues,
The Residents,
Altered Images,
Marvin Gaye,
The Fugs,
Throbbing Gristle,
cv313,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Aural Exciters,
The Sound,
The Black Dice,
Minnie Riperton,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Blossom Toes,
Arcadia,
The Gories,
Jeru the Damaja,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Average White Band,
Jacques Brel,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Guru Guru,
Kool Moe Dee,
the Bar-Kays,
The Skatalites,
The Beau Brummels,
Aswad,
The Remains,
David Bowie,
UT,
Visage,
Y Pants,
Colin Newman,
In Retrospect,
Sixth Finger,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.