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 Egypt and from Copenhagen.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Hoover to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Skaos. All the underground hits.
All Altered Images tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every De La Soul & Jungle Brothers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 sitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a James Chance & The Contortions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stereo Dub,
Ralphi Rosario,
John Cale,
Excepter,
Kool Moe Dee,
Chris Corsano,
The Tremeloes,
The Techniques,
Fluxion,
John Holt,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Q and Not U,
Absolute Body Control,
Kerrie Biddell,
Marc Almond,
Drive Like Jehu,
Warren Ellis,
Charles Mingus,
Hasil Adkins,
Khruangbin,
Altered Images,
Rhythm & Sound,
Oneida,
Curtis Mayfield,
Jerry's Kids,
Pulsallama,
Inner City,
Moebius,
Sonic Youth,
Dave Gahan,
Ponytail,
June of 44,
Saccharine Trust,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Procol Harum,
Adolescents,
The Sonics,
Peter & Gordon,
The Index,
Joe Finger,
The Modern Lovers,
Joensuu 1685,
Interpol,
Hot Snakes,
Rufus Thomas,
Malaria!,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Cluster,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
This Heat,
Eric B and Rakim,
Swell Maps,
Lou Christie,
U.S. Maple,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Grey Daturas,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Knickerbockers,
Minnie Riperton,
The Offenders,
The Busters,
Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango.
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.