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 Gambia and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the sitar 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 Roy Ayers Ubiquity to the grime 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 Monolake. All the underground hits.
All Buzzcocks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Junior Murvin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delon & Dalcan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fatback Band,
Supertramp,
Agitation Free,
Marmalade,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Joensuu 1685,
Swell Maps,
The Grass Roots,
Vainqueur,
Soul II Soul,
Ultravox,
the Slits,
The Music Machine,
Cecil Taylor,
Roxette,
The Electric Prunes,
Brass Construction,
Thee Headcoats,
Simply Red,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Tommy Roe,
The Slits,
The Busters,
Lebanon Hanover,
FM Einheit,
Sarah Menescal,
Pussy Galore,
Goldenarms,
Desert Stars,
Davy DMX,
The Doors,
Toni Rubio,
Duran Duran,
The Techniques,
K-Klass,
Clear Light,
10cc,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Stooges,
Groovy Waters,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Jacob Miller,
Sparks,
Ludus,
Inner City,
Terry Callier,
Das Ding,
Leonard Cohen,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Reagan Youth,
Lou Reed,
Aloha Tigers,
Arthur Verocai,
The Evens,
Hoover,
Cal Tjader,
The Beau Brummels,
The Associates,
The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five.
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.