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 Peru and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 güiro 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 Albert Ayler to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz. All the underground hits.
All Deadbeat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roy Ayers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 sitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Crash Course in Science record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Little Man,
The Fugs,
Godley & Creme,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Marvin Gaye,
Minor Threat,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Carl Craig,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Cameo,
Lungfish,
Agitation Free,
Magazine,
The Motions,
The Durutti Column,
The Skatalites,
Monolake,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Derrick May,
Fugazi,
Joe Finger,
Deadbeat,
Harmonia,
New Order,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Unwound,
Terry Callier,
The Move,
Robert Wyatt,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Idris Muhammad,
Niagra,
Silicon Teens,
Lalann,
Bill Near,
Bootsy Collins,
The Mummies,
Average White Band,
Marshall Jefferson,
X-102,
Moby Grape,
Derrick Morgan,
Glenn Branca,
Brass Construction,
The Associates,
Gong,
Newcleus,
Chris Corsano,
The Golliwogs,
Massinfluence,
Danielle Patucci,
Reuben Wilson,
Pagans,
Outsiders,
Roger Hodgson,
Masters at Work,
Unrelated Segments,
Todd Terry, Todd Terry, Todd Terry, Todd Terry.
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.