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 Samoa and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Sixth Finger to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Unwound. All the underground hits.
All Goldenarms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Organ record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The New Christs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Traffic Nightmare,
Absolute Body Control,
Lindisfarne,
Aswad,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Monks,
Groovy Waters,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Trumans Water,
Dennis Brown,
Delta 5,
Moby Grape,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Gun Club,
X-102,
Scan 7,
Flash Fearless,
The Cowsills,
Hardrive,
The Index,
Rhythm & Sound,
Eurythmics,
Funky Four + One,
Albert Ayler,
the Association,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Big Daddy Kane,
Joy Division,
Skriet,
David Axelrod,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Sparks,
The Invisible,
Tommy Roe,
Judy Mowatt,
The Barracudas,
DJ Sneak,
Ken Boothe,
Blake Baxter,
Drive Like Jehu,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Fire Engines,
Camouflage,
Sex Pistols,
Warsaw,
Masters at Work,
Ronnie Foster,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Gladiators,
Cluster,
Warren Ellis,
Kerrie Biddell,
Shuggie Otis,
Aloha Tigers,
Oblivians,
MC5,
Half Japanese,
Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls.
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.