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 Italy and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 arpeggiator 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 Rakim to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme. All the underground hits.
All Sixth Finger tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lindisfarne 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Al Stewart record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Carl Craig,
Kevin Saunderson,
LL Cool J,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Shoche,
Depeche Mode,
The Beau Brummels,
Parry Music,
Terrestrial Tones,
Adolescents,
Alison Limerick,
Bauhaus,
Neil Young,
Stetsasonic,
Model 500,
Scan 7,
The Gories,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Gang Starr,
Howard Jones,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Doobie Brothers,
Kool Moe Dee,
Joe Finger,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Aaron Thompson,
Tomorrow,
T.S.O.L.,
F. McDonald,
DJ Sneak,
Darondo,
The Dave Clark Five,
The New Christs,
Trumans Water,
Franke,
Pylon,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Red Krayola,
The Human League,
Stiv Bators,
Sonny Sharrock,
Marine Girls,
Bronski Beat,
Marcia Griffiths,
One Last Wish,
Hardrive,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Laurel Aitken,
Desert Stars,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
the Association,
Ultimate Spinach,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
UT,
Lou Christie,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Slackers,
Blancmange,
Hasil Adkins,
10cc,
Traffic Nightmare,
Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown.
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.