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 Ecuador and from New York.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the 808 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 Can to the dance 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 John Cale. All the underground hits.
All Porter Ricks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rekid 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DeepChord presents Echospace record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Crime,
Sugar Minott,
Isaac Hayes,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Roxette,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Popol Vuh,
Gabor Szabo,
Mary Jane Girls,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Motions,
Aloha Tigers,
Dark Day,
The Techniques,
Shuggie Otis,
Yaz,
Pierre Henry,
The Litter,
Minutemen,
Public Image Ltd.,
Kas Product,
The Cowsills,
Althea and Donna,
Circle Jerks,
Godley & Creme,
The Sonics,
John Holt,
Steve Hackett,
Kurtis Blow,
Alton Ellis,
Inner City,
Black Sheep,
Sixth Finger,
Tom Boy,
Arthur Verocai,
Pole,
Byron Stingily,
The Grass Roots,
Fela Kuti,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Neil Young,
Goldenarms,
Bad Manners,
10cc,
Technova,
The New Christs,
U.S. Maple,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
MC5,
Massinfluence,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Martian,
The Dead C,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Offenders,
Das Ding,
The Seeds,
Marvin Gaye,
Au Pairs,
Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts.
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.