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 Spain and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron 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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Manchester.
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 snare 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 Tom Boy to the grunge 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 Q65. All the underground hits.
All Organ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Can record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 harpsichord and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Germs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Slick Rick,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Archie Shepp,
Q65,
Young Marble Giants,
The Smoke,
Nirvana,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
DJ Style,
FM Einheit,
the Normal,
Mandrill,
Niagra,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Gang of Four,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
John Cale,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Sonny Sharrock,
Spoonie Gee,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
X-102,
Peter and Kerry,
Desert Stars,
Shoche,
Icehouse,
The Real Kids,
The New Christs,
Eve St. Jones,
Funkadelic,
James White and The Blacks,
Grauzone,
Agent Orange,
Stereo Dub,
Blake Baxter,
Black Flag,
The Wake,
Delta 5,
Wasted Youth,
Radiopuhelimet,
Alice Coltrane,
K-Klass,
X-Ray Spex,
Deadbeat,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Yellowson,
Easy Going,
Radio Birdman,
Peter & Gordon,
Ituana,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Gang Green,
Royal Trux,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Ornette Coleman,
Andrew Hill,
Bobby Byrd,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
cv313,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Jeru the Damaja,
Essential Logic,
Roxette,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Cosmic Jokers, The Cosmic Jokers, The Cosmic Jokers, The Cosmic Jokers.
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.