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 Accra.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the güiro 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 Avey Tare to the punk 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 the Human League. All the underground hits.
All Wings tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every EPMD record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Terrestrial Tones record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Derrick Morgan,
T. Rex,
the Bar-Kays,
Scientists,
New York Dolls,
The Vogues,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The New Christs,
Hasil Adkins,
Jeff Mills,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Moss Icon,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Von Mondo,
PIL,
Silicon Teens,
Buzzcocks,
Soul Sonic Force,
David Bowie,
Jacques Brel,
Mars,
Quantec,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Yaz,
In Retrospect,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
DJ Sneak,
Groovy Waters,
Youth Brigade,
Mandrill,
The Zeros,
Matthew Halsall,
Reuben Wilson,
June Days,
Trumans Water,
Mission of Burma,
Gastr Del Sol,
UT,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Eve St. Jones,
The Doors,
Basic Channel,
Main Source,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Cecil Taylor,
Crime,
JFA,
John Lydon,
Flamin' Groovies,
Kaleidoscope,
Susan Cadogan,
John Coltrane,
Sparks,
Pulsallama,
Mad Mike,
Lower 48,
Matthew Bourne,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Divine Comedy,
The Electric Prunes,
Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio.
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.