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 Ethiopia and from Tehran.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Spokane.
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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Visage to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Au Pairs. All the underground hits.
All David Axelrod tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skriet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 an arpeggiator and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Glenn Branca record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
UT,
Bill Near,
Minnie Riperton,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Reuben Wilson,
Judy Mowatt,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Kas Product,
John Lydon,
Gang Gang Dance,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Johnny Clarke,
The Walker Brothers,
Albert Ayler,
Pagans,
The Real Kids,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Electric Prunes,
Nik Kershaw,
James White and The Blacks,
Juan Atkins,
Q and Not U,
Vainqueur,
Malaria!,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Buzzcocks,
Lindisfarne,
Suicide,
Siglo XX,
Vladislav Delay,
X-102,
Joey Negro,
Cheater Slicks,
Gregory Isaacs,
Intrusion,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Lightning Bolt,
Al Stewart,
Con Funk Shun,
Alison Limerick,
Davy DMX,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Joyce Sims,
The Vogues,
Rites of Spring,
The Neon Judgement,
Jerry's Kids,
David Axelrod,
Boogie Down Productions,
Crooked Eye,
The Modern Lovers,
Barry Ungar,
Crash Course in Science,
Morten Harket,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Selecter,
Todd Terry,
Throbbing Gristle,
Moby Grape,
The Slackers,
Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust.
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.