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 Haiti and from Stockholm.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Marcia Griffiths to the grime 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 Malaria!. All the underground hits.
All Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Guru Guru record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Red Krayola record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Harmonia,
The Detroit Cobras,
Gong,
Gang Gang Dance,
Newcleus,
Audionom,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Funky Four + One,
Gichy Dan,
Tomorrow,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Outsiders,
The Smoke,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Avey Tare,
PIL,
Grey Daturas,
Joe Smooth,
Fat Boys,
Livin' Joy,
In Retrospect,
Underground Resistance,
The Sound,
Procol Harum,
Neu!,
Ronan,
Patti Smith,
Lucky Dragons,
the Fania All-Stars,
Funkadelic,
X-Ray Spex,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Cramps,
The Victims,
Wasted Youth,
Main Source,
Crash Course in Science,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Fugs,
Sun City Girls,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Offenders,
The Buckinghams,
Glambeats Corp.,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Dennis Brown,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Anakelly,
The Barracudas,
Reuben Wilson,
T.S.O.L.,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Jacob Miller,
Fad Gadget,
The Moody Blues,
Black Flag,
The Fall,
The Selecter,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Laurel Aitken,
Von Mondo,
Deepchord, Deepchord, Deepchord, Deepchord.
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.