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 Chad and from New York.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the güiro 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 Scrapy to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Al Stewart. All the underground hits.
All Ultramagnetic MC's tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arcadia 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Little Man record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Slick Rick,
Eurythmics,
James White and The Blacks,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Eric B and Rakim,
Skriet,
Spoonie Gee,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Blake Baxter,
Boogie Down Productions,
Peter & Gordon,
Japan,
Dead Boys,
Zero Boys,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Knickerbockers,
Minor Threat,
The Saints,
Johnny Osbourne,
Thee Headcoats,
Barrington Levy,
Gang Gang Dance,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Lucky Dragons,
Oblivians,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Jandek,
Darondo,
Rosa Yemen,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Cure,
Howard Jones,
Wasted Youth,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Barbara Tucker,
Ohio Players,
The Golliwogs,
Vainqueur,
Letta Mbulu,
Shuggie Otis,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Roxy Music,
China Crisis,
Hot Snakes,
Babytalk,
The Wake,
The Young Rascals,
the Sonics,
Bauhaus,
Andrew Hill,
Camouflage,
Bobby Womack,
Dawn Penn,
the Soft Cell,
Banda Bassotti,
Beasts of Bourbon,
These Immortal Souls,
The Gladiators,
The Monochrome Set,
Pantytec,
The Searchers,
Bootsy Collins,
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.