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 Israel and from Jakarta.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 guitar 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 The Fugs to the rock 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 Echospace. All the underground hits.
All Rhythim Is Rhythim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Five Americans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Duran Duran record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camberwell Now,
The Wake,
Amon Düül,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Minny Pops,
Hot Snakes,
Suburban Knight,
Althea and Donna,
Rosa Yemen,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
PIL,
The Trojans,
Half Japanese,
Motorama,
Electric Prunes,
Dave Gahan,
Soul II Soul,
World's Most,
Anakelly,
Bizarre Inc.,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Slits,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Monochrome Set,
Spoonie Gee,
The Searchers,
Stockholm Monsters,
Theoretical Girls,
Public Image Ltd.,
Boredoms,
Neil Young,
Derrick Morgan,
Joy Division,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Desert Stars,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Angels of Light,
Drexciya,
Lungfish,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Sarah Menescal,
The Human League,
Jimmy McGriff,
Bang On A Can,
Aswad,
Lucky Dragons,
Colin Newman,
The Doors,
The Associates,
Bronski Beat,
Swans,
Hardrive,
the Soft Cell,
Schoolly D,
Q65,
Negative Approach,
E-Dancer,
MC5,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
DNA,
Qualms, Qualms, Qualms, Qualms.
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.