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 Tunisia and from Manchester.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 L. Decosne to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 MC5. All the underground hits.
All The Doobie Brothers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soul Sonic Force record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 an organ and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delta 5 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rakim,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Donald Byrd,
Pierre Henry,
The Associates,
Gabor Szabo,
Kayak,
Malaria!,
Black Sheep,
The Sonics,
Fat Boys,
Idris Muhammad,
Ponytail,
Electric Prunes,
Brand Nubian,
Gastr Del Sol,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Funkadelic,
Andrew Hill,
Jawbox,
R.M.O.,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Sparks,
Ornette Coleman,
Sällskapet,
The Real Kids,
Ronnie Foster,
kango's stein massive,
F. McDonald,
Theoretical Girls,
Juan Atkins,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Laurel Aitken,
Blancmange,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Godley & Creme,
Royal Trux,
Lower 48,
Jacob Miller,
Joe Smooth,
The Toasters,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Dave Gahan,
Average White Band,
Stiv Bators,
Slave,
Byron Stingily,
Peter and Kerry,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Metal Thangz,
Shoche,
X-101,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Aaron Thompson,
Talk Talk,
The Seeds,
Skarface,
Bizarre Inc.,
Amon Düül,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun.
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.