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 Grenada and from Manila.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
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 The Black Dice to the funk 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 Coltrane. All the underground hits.
All Jimmy McGriff tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soft Machine record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Massinfluence record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron 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?
Mars,
Trumans Water,
Yaz,
Echospace,
The Flesh Eaters,
Visage,
Inner City,
Subhumans,
Section 25,
Sonic Youth,
Tears for Fears,
UT,
Sparks,
Outsiders,
Gastr Del Sol,
Black Bananas,
Johnny Osbourne,
Harry Pussy,
Sexual Harrassment,
Flash Fearless,
The Fall,
The Golliwogs,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Stetsasonic,
The Zeros,
The Modern Lovers,
Byron Stingily,
The Happenings,
Nils Olav,
Groovy Waters,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Adolescents,
Neu!,
the Sonics,
Suicide,
Index,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Cheater Slicks,
The Skatalites,
Boredoms,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Schoolly D,
Nirvana,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Malaria!,
Das Ding,
Maurizio,
Essential Logic,
Dual Sessions,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Peter and Kerry,
Archie Shepp,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
New Age Steppers,
The Motions,
Excepter,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Marmalade,
Rosa Yemen,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Erykah Badu,
Skarface, Skarface, Skarface, Skarface.
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.