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 Copenhagen.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 snare 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 Minutemen to the grunge 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 Strawberry Alarm Clock. All the underground hits.
All Peter & Gordon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eddi Front 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cheater Slicks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Magma,
Kool Moe Dee,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Josef K,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Cymande,
the Slits,
Jandek,
The Victims,
Derrick Morgan,
Cecil Taylor,
Aaron Thompson,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Godley & Creme,
Supertramp,
Robert Wyatt,
Duran Duran,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Detroit Cobras,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
R.M.O.,
Carl Craig,
Bad Manners,
The Moleskins,
Vladislav Delay,
New Age Steppers,
Moebius,
Dead Boys,
Girls At Our Best!,
Cal Tjader,
Hoover,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
X-102,
Ronnie Foster,
Ice-T,
The Saints,
Eric Copeland,
Procol Harum,
Monks,
The Monochrome Set,
Outsiders,
Basic Channel,
Reagan Youth,
Todd Terry,
Pantaleimon,
Darondo,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Anthony Braxton,
Aloha Tigers,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Stetsasonic,
Loose Ends,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Scan 7,
Kerri Chandler,
Peter & Gordon,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Todd Rundgren,
Roxette,
Wire,
Little Man,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Roger Hodgson,
Cybotron, Cybotron, Cybotron, Cybotron.
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.