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 Albania and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 organ 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 Tropical Tobacco to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Nils Olav. All the underground hits.
All David Axelrod tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Liaisons Dangereuses record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aswad record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Gun Club,
Robert Wyatt,
The Monochrome Set,
Kevin Saunderson,
ABC,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Matthew Bourne,
Inner City,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Gories,
kango's stein massive,
Barclay James Harvest,
Jawbox,
The Mighty Diamonds,
DJ Sneak,
Hashim,
Oneida,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Bootsy Collins,
Gang Gang Dance,
Eric B and Rakim,
Mandrill,
The Golliwogs,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Kinks,
Zero Boys,
Soulsonic Force,
Davy DMX,
Peter and Kerry,
Bush Tetras,
The Busters,
the Germs,
MC5,
Ten City,
Boredoms,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Fatback Band,
Brass Construction,
Monolake,
Ossler,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Neon Judgement,
Yaz,
Leonard Cohen,
Gang of Four,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Susan Cadogan,
Pussy Galore,
Maurizio,
Ice-T,
Flash Fearless,
the Soft Cell,
Harpers Bizarre,
Blossom Toes,
Alison Limerick,
The Velvet Underground,
the Swans,
Judy Mowatt,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux.
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.