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 Saudi Arabia and from Milan.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Shanghai.
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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the theremin 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 Rekid to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Radio Birdman. All the underground hits.
All Kool Moe Dee tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Searchers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 snare and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ash Ra Tempel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wolf Eyes,
Von Mondo,
Piero Umiliani,
Qualms,
Hashim,
John Coltrane,
Althea and Donna,
the Association,
The J.B.'s,
Eden Ahbez,
Sound Behaviour,
Echospace,
The Modern Lovers,
Cameo,
Minor Threat,
Deepchord,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Dave Gahan,
Groovy Waters,
Ten City,
Roger Hodgson,
The Associates,
The Zeros,
Newcleus,
Absolute Body Control,
Jandek,
Public Enemy,
Underground Resistance,
Schoolly D,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Y Pants,
Malaria!,
Roy Ayers,
Ossler,
Camberwell Now,
Yusef Lateef,
Todd Rundgren,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Joyce Sims,
Rites of Spring,
David Axelrod,
Quando Quango,
ABBA,
Bootsy Collins,
The Gun Club,
The Residents,
Carl Craig,
The Techniques,
The Walker Brothers,
Reuben Wilson,
Rufus Thomas,
the Slits,
The Smoke,
Clear Light,
Todd Terry,
New Order,
Graham Central Station,
Eric B and Rakim,
Lungfish,
Kurtis Blow,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds.
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.