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 Cape Verde and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 The Angels of Light to the disco 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 Zero Boys. All the underground hits.
All Glenn Branca tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sex Pistols record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 clarinet and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Maurizio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Loose Ends,
Outsiders,
New York Dolls,
Fear,
John Cale,
One Last Wish,
Talk Talk,
Wings,
Ohio Players,
Parry Music,
The Sonics,
Joensuu 1685,
Television,
The Zeros,
Pussy Galore,
Mo-Dettes,
Fugazi,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Khruangbin,
Mary Jane Girls,
Todd Terry,
Bad Manners,
The Cramps,
the Normal,
Altered Images,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Supertramp,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Smog,
David McCallum,
Sonic Youth,
Flamin' Groovies,
John Coltrane,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Fuzztones,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Cluster,
Cymande,
Warsaw,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Trojans,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Albert Ayler,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Second Layer,
Barbara Tucker,
Sister Nancy,
Technova,
Henry Cow,
Shuggie Otis,
B.T. Express,
Theoretical Girls,
Donald Byrd,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Buckinghams,
Procol Harum,
Spoonie Gee,
Suburban Knight,
Scion,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Human League, The Human League, The Human League, The Human League.
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.