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 Honduras and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 sitar 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 The Moleskins to the grime 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 Eurythmics. All the underground hits.
All Rites of Spring tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed & John Cale 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cecil Taylor record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Amon Düül II,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Marcia Griffiths,
Kurtis Blow,
Rufus Thomas,
The Doobie Brothers,
Blossom Toes,
Kerri Chandler,
Thompson Twins,
Dennis Brown,
Big Daddy Kane,
Patti Smith,
The Human League,
Fugazi,
Black Flag,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Move,
Hasil Adkins,
The Happenings,
Subhumans,
Zero Boys,
Erasure,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Marvin Gaye,
Derrick Morgan,
Roxy Music,
Metal Thangz,
Pere Ubu,
Rosa Yemen,
Nirvana,
Scratch Acid,
Popol Vuh,
Desert Stars,
Michelle Simonal,
The Detroit Cobras,
Duran Duran,
Organ,
Royal Trux,
Gang Green,
Jerry's Kids,
Altered Images,
Babytalk,
T.S.O.L.,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Alton Ellis,
Can,
The Searchers,
Traffic Nightmare,
Skarface,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Amazonics,
Newcleus,
Rhythm & Sound,
Joy Division,
CMW,
The Young Rascals,
Reagan Youth,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Jawbox,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Adolescents,
Stereo Dub,
Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments.
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.