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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 synthesizer 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 Sun City Girls to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Rotary Connection. All the underground hits.
All Smog tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Don Cherry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visage record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hasil Adkins,
The Vogues,
Soft Cell,
This Heat,
Silicon Teens,
June Days,
Piero Umiliani,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Jandek,
Aural Exciters,
the Sonics,
E-Dancer,
Bluetip,
Jeru the Damaja,
Nils Olav,
Johnny Osbourne,
Section 25,
Negative Approach,
Alton Ellis,
Technova,
Rosa Yemen,
The Skatalites,
The Pretty Things,
The Dead C,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Fugazi,
Icehouse,
The Misunderstood,
Heaven 17,
Cymande,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Tommy Roe,
Maleditus Sound,
Unrelated Segments,
Ituana,
Robert Wyatt,
Derrick May,
Rhythm & Sound,
Radiohead,
Ten City,
Bobby Womack,
Curtis Mayfield,
AZ,
Bang On A Can,
Arcadia,
Mr. Review,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Rakim,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Joensuu 1685,
Sparks,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
ABBA,
One Last Wish,
Lee Hazlewood,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Fela Kuti,
Shuggie Otis,
The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers.
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.