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 Peru and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Maurizio to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 One Last Wish. All the underground hits.
All Minnie Riperton tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tim Buckley 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neu! record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Danielle Patucci,
Circle Jerks,
Robert Wyatt,
Au Pairs,
Byron Stingily,
Gregory Isaacs,
Rhythm & Sound,
Lower 48,
The Shadows of Knight,
Donald Byrd,
Sugar Minott,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Raincoats,
Average White Band,
The Slits,
The Gap Band,
Cybotron,
Jeff Mills,
Infiniti,
Shoche,
The Mummies,
Siglo XX,
Bad Manners,
H. Thieme,
Y Pants,
Aural Exciters,
Tommy Roe,
Barbara Tucker,
Sällskapet,
Michelle Simonal,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Tremeloes,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Maurizio,
The Sound,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Joey Negro,
Crash Course in Science,
Ornette Coleman,
Depeche Mode,
B.T. Express,
Franke,
Panda Bear,
FM Einheit,
Fad Gadget,
New Age Steppers,
Tom Boy,
The Associates,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Glenn Branca,
Jesper Dahlback,
Qualms,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Drexciya,
T. Rex,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Tears for Fears,
Talk Talk, Talk Talk, Talk Talk, Talk Talk.
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.