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 Russia and from Edmonton.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 New Age Steppers to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog. All the underground hits.
All N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Slits 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 a güiro and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba 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?
One Last Wish,
The Gap Band,
Sandy B,
Livin' Joy,
John Lydon,
Mary Jane Girls,
Eli Mardock,
Jawbox,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Move,
Soul II Soul,
Ken Boothe,
Clear Light,
The Knickerbockers,
Pagans,
Severed Heads,
La Düsseldorf,
Yazoo,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Lebanon Hanover,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Big Daddy Kane,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Rotary Connection,
Black Sheep,
Sister Nancy,
Robert Wyatt,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Alice Coltrane,
Talk Talk,
Bobby Sherman,
Trumans Water,
Essential Logic,
Deadbeat,
Blossom Toes,
Magma,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Motions,
Ultimate Spinach,
Faust,
Roy Ayers,
June Days,
Theoretical Girls,
EPMD,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Velvet Underground,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Moleskins,
Slick Rick,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Black Dice,
Faraquet,
Rapeman,
MC5,
Rekid,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Busters,
CMW, CMW, CMW, CMW.
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.