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 Lille.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
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 Sun Ra to the rock 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 The Divine Comedy. All the underground hits.
All The Birthday Party tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-101 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Trojans,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Black Moon,
Delon & Dalcan,
Donald Byrd,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Blossom Toes,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Talk Talk,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Todd Terry,
The Buckinghams,
Jerry's Kids,
Animal Collective,
Tom Boy,
Dennis Brown,
The Vogues,
The Mummies,
X-102,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Los Fastidios,
Accadde A,
Qualms,
Warren Ellis,
Basic Channel,
Electric Prunes,
Magma,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Flash Fearless,
Schoolly D,
Boz Scaggs,
the Swans,
Sixth Finger,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Alton Ellis,
Sam Rivers,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Modern Lovers,
Matthew Bourne,
the Normal,
Alison Limerick,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Peter & Gordon,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Offenders,
Jandek,
Ossler,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Chrome,
David Bowie,
Cybotron,
The Walker Brothers,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Letta Mbulu,
Maurizio,
Isaac Hayes,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Jeru the Damaja,
Anakelly,
E-Dancer,
ABBA,
Hardrive,
Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller.
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.