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 Serbia and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 arpeggiator 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 Scratch Acid to the grime 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Peanut Butter Conspiracy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 an oboe and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Real Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yusef Lateef,
Quadrant,
Metal Thangz,
Ultravox,
The Monochrome Set,
China Crisis,
Jandek,
Marcia Griffiths,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Index,
The Slits,
Drive Like Jehu,
Sixth Finger,
Mission of Burma,
The Birthday Party,
Al Stewart,
Electric Prunes,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Flesh Eaters,
Crispian St. Peters,
Deadbeat,
Man Parrish,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Gap Band,
Das Ding,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Scrapy,
The Invisible,
Slave,
Soft Cell,
Panda Bear,
Flamin' Groovies,
Quantec,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Robert Hood,
Bobby Womack,
the Bar-Kays,
These Immortal Souls,
Ralphi Rosario,
Ossler,
Schoolly D,
Don Cherry,
Danielle Patucci,
Reuben Wilson,
The Standells,
The Dirtbombs,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Max Romeo,
Jeff Lynne,
Susan Cadogan,
Dual Sessions,
Sonny Sharrock,
Dark Day,
Connie Case,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
X-101,
The Blues Magoos,
Yaz,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Dave Gahan,
Peter & Gordon,
X-Ray Spex,
Goldenarms,
Malaria!, Malaria!, Malaria!, Malaria!.
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.