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 Belgium and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 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 Rapeman to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Lou Reed. All the underground hits.
All The Sonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scan 7 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jacques Brel,
Kenny Larkin,
Bobby Womack,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Vladislav Delay,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Thee Headcoats,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Roxette,
Circle Jerks,
The Electric Prunes,
Severed Heads,
T. Rex,
New Order,
Freddie Wadling,
Lucky Dragons,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Soft Machine,
The Fugs,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Joe Finger,
Danielle Patucci,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Fire Engines,
Niagra,
Fugazi,
Connie Case,
The Young Rascals,
Nick Fraelich,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Remains,
Davy DMX,
Hashim,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Techniques,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Alison Limerick,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Prince Buster,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Monochrome Set,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Gladiators,
Cal Tjader,
Jerry's Kids,
The Associates,
The Saints,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Standells,
Bobby Sherman,
The Slits,
The New Christs,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Toni Rubio,
The Sonics,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Ralphi Rosario,
John Coltrane,
Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu.
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.