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 Indonesia and from Toronto.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Johannesburg.
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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Infiniti to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Brick. All the underground hits.
All Wings tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Byrd record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Faraquet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Cale,
Infiniti,
CMW,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Tubeway Army,
LL Cool J,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Jacques Brel,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Toasters,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Cameo,
Rhythm & Sound,
Lightning Bolt,
The Alarm Clocks,
Bang On A Can,
Rapeman,
Tres Demented,
The Trojans,
Pet Shop Boys,
Flash Fearless,
Mission of Burma,
Man Eating Sloth,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Modern Lovers,
Colin Newman,
Swell Maps,
Warren Ellis,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Wire,
Danielle Patucci,
Nirvana,
Harry Pussy,
Mo-Dettes,
Rufus Thomas,
Camberwell Now,
Mars,
Schoolly D,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Rekid,
Roger Hodgson,
Gerry Rafferty,
Metal Thangz,
EPMD,
Shoche,
David McCallum,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
a-ha,
Zapp,
Crispy Ambulance,
Tropical Tobacco,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Drexciya,
Aural Exciters,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Robert Görl,
Y Pants,
Accadde A, Accadde A, Accadde A, Accadde A.
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.