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 China and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Fat Boys to the jazz 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 Darondo. All the underground hits.
All Richard Hell and the Voidoids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nirvana 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scientists record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter and Kerry,
Funky Four + One,
Arcadia,
Albert Ayler,
Skaos,
Underground Resistance,
The Shadows of Knight,
Excepter,
Patti Smith,
Dave Gahan,
The Doobie Brothers,
DJ Style,
The Divine Comedy,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
X-101,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Joyce Sims,
The Gories,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Lou Reed,
Babytalk,
Rakim,
ABC,
Kaleidoscope,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Crooked Eye,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Black Pus,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Hashim,
Qualms,
Nirvana,
Yaz,
Accadde A,
Easy Going,
Kayak,
Soulsonic Force,
New Age Steppers,
Aural Exciters,
Minor Threat,
Basic Channel,
Minutemen,
Crispian St. Peters,
Chris & Cosey,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Smiths,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Grey Daturas,
Frankie Knuckles,
Q65,
Trumans Water,
The Index,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Joey Negro,
Henry Cow,
Sparks,
Kerrie Biddell,
Lyres,
Fear,
New York Dolls,
Tres Demented,
The Grass Roots,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Mojo Men, The Mojo Men, The Mojo Men, The Mojo Men.
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.