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 Bahamas and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 theremin 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 Eyeless In Gaza to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Aswad. All the underground hits.
All Whodini tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Technova record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Moleskins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Blues Magoos,
John Lydon,
The Fuzztones,
Rod Modell,
Eric Copeland,
Tears for Fears,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Bang On A Can,
Half Japanese,
Stockholm Monsters,
PIL,
Aaron Thompson,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Smiths,
The Five Americans,
the Slits,
Wasted Youth,
Juan Atkins,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
a-ha,
F. McDonald,
Amon Düül II,
Fluxion,
The Fortunes,
The Victims,
Reuben Wilson,
Crooked Eye,
The Angels of Light,
the Association,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Dead Boys,
Pantaleimon,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Basic Channel,
Hoover,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Cal Tjader,
Talk Talk,
Jeff Lynne,
Funkadelic,
Bobby Womack,
Neu!,
The Invisible,
the Sonics,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Tim Buckley,
The Standells,
Scion,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Delon & Dalcan,
Von Mondo,
Boredoms,
Animal Collective, Animal Collective, Animal Collective, Animal Collective.
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.