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 Sudan and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Peanut Butter Conspiracy to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Alphaville. All the underground hits.
All Audionom tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every MDC 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Standells 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?
Man Parrish,
Q65,
Tom Boy,
Silicon Teens,
Amon Düül II,
Rod Modell,
Technova,
Fad Gadget,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Move,
Gong,
Groovy Waters,
The Music Machine,
The Five Americans,
The Grass Roots,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Tres Demented,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
DJ Sneak,
Kurtis Blow,
Livin' Joy,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Saints,
The Gladiators,
Lakeside,
Joyce Sims,
Thompson Twins,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Gories,
Ralphi Rosario,
Sonic Youth,
Nick Fraelich,
F. McDonald,
Cal Tjader,
Morten Harket,
The Knickerbockers,
Derrick May,
Lightning Bolt,
Massinfluence,
Banda Bassotti,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Hoover,
Robert Hood,
Aaron Thompson,
Pylon,
Eden Ahbez,
Idris Muhammad,
Nas,
Amon Düül,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Yaz,
Anakelly,
Ultra Naté,
The Electric Prunes,
Unrelated Segments,
The American Breed,
Alphaville,
Gang Gang Dance,
Reuben Wilson,
KRS-One, KRS-One, KRS-One, KRS-One.
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.