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 New Zealand and from London.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and New York.
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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Lalann to the punk 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 Godley & Creme. All the underground hits.
All Zapp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Magazine record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nico record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Dolphy,
New Order,
A Certain Ratio,
Black Flag,
Altered Images,
The Trojans,
Chris Corsano,
Erykah Badu,
Lindisfarne,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Laurel Aitken,
Ornette Coleman,
Yusef Lateef,
Con Funk Shun,
The Saints,
Wings,
Kool Moe Dee,
Archie Shepp,
Glenn Branca,
Man Eating Sloth,
Eden Ahbez,
Rotary Connection,
Robert Hood,
Erasure,
Idris Muhammad,
Adolescents,
Flamin' Groovies,
Mary Jane Girls,
Negative Approach,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Hoover,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Kinks,
Pierre Henry,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Bobby Womack,
The Leaves,
Bob Dylan,
Livin' Joy,
FM Einheit,
Ice-T,
Barry Ungar,
Terry Callier,
Japan,
Nation of Ulysses,
Joe Finger,
the Human League,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Dirtbombs,
Pet Shop Boys,
Lou Reed,
Eric Copeland,
New Age Steppers,
Deakin,
Lalo Schifrin,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
10cc,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Jawbox,
Rapeman,
Alphaville,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Al Stewart, Al Stewart, Al Stewart, Al Stewart.
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.