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 Slovakia and from Johannesburg.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Crispian St. Peters to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Maleditus Sound. All the underground hits.
All Quando Quango tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skarface 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Sonics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alison Limerick,
Pantytec,
Avey Tare,
Prince Buster,
Altered Images,
Joyce Sims,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Jerry's Kids,
Deakin,
Eddi Front,
The United States of America,
Boredoms,
Ultravox,
DNA,
Nas,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Black Moon,
Danielle Patucci,
Pole,
The Names,
the Association,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Harpers Bizarre,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Lightning Bolt,
Goldenarms,
Tropical Tobacco,
Quantec,
Throbbing Gristle,
June of 44,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Jeru the Damaja,
Slick Rick,
Buzzcocks,
Mary Jane Girls,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
U.S. Maple,
Stiv Bators,
Cybotron,
Grauzone,
The Mojo Men,
Soulsonic Force,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Mummies,
Faraquet,
The Velvet Underground,
Tres Demented,
Neu!,
The Fire Engines,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Radiohead,
Surgeon,
Marc Almond,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
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Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Interpol,
Heaven 17, Heaven 17, Heaven 17, Heaven 17.
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.