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 Singapore and from Glasgow.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 F. McDonald to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 CMW. All the underground hits.
All Essential Logic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Severed Heads 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joe Finger record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dorothy Ashby,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Anakelly,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Easy Going,
Gong,
Icehouse,
Joe Finger,
Animal Collective,
CMW,
Groovy Waters,
Duran Duran,
Jerry's Kids,
Frankie Knuckles,
Youth Brigade,
The Kinks,
Eden Ahbez,
Excepter,
Sound Behaviour,
Moby Grape,
The Index,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Cure,
Lalann,
Judy Mowatt,
Public Image Ltd.,
Lou Reed,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Scientists,
Stetsasonic,
Con Funk Shun,
Guru Guru,
Sonny Sharrock,
Spandau Ballet,
Connie Case,
Young Marble Giants,
Bill Wells,
Mantronix,
Sam Rivers,
Wire,
James White and The Blacks,
MDC,
U.S. Maple,
the Sonics,
Pantaleimon,
Brass Construction,
Barclay James Harvest,
Colin Newman,
the Normal,
The Divine Comedy,
OOIOO,
Marshall Jefferson,
Monks,
Sun City Girls,
Charles Mingus,
Pulsallama,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Parry Music,
The Happenings,
The Seeds,
Popol Vuh,
The Birthday Party,
Q and Not U, Q and Not U, Q and Not U, Q and Not U.
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.