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 Kosovo and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 Tehran and Tehran.
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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Radio Birdman to the crunk 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 The Detroit Cobras. All the underground hits.
All Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Girls At Our Best! 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 linndrum and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Standells record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alice Coltrane,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Cluster,
Siglo XX,
Moby Grape,
Depeche Mode,
World's Most,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Deepchord,
Todd Terry,
Pagans,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Banda Bassotti,
The Motions,
The Evens,
Icehouse,
Dual Sessions,
Darondo,
The Litter,
Jacob Miller,
cv313,
John Cale,
Freddie Wadling,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Main Source,
X-101,
Pulsallama,
Intrusion,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Hashim,
Clear Light,
John Foxx,
Slave,
Robert Hood,
Sun City Girls,
Michelle Simonal,
The Sound,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Standells,
The Moody Blues,
Nils Olav,
The Fire Engines,
Rotary Connection,
Mission of Burma,
Brass Construction,
Lebanon Hanover,
X-102,
Soul Sonic Force,
Brothers Johnson,
Stiv Bators,
Surgeon,
Minny Pops,
B.T. Express,
Soft Cell,
The Fuzztones,
Average White Band,
Half Japanese,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Isaac Hayes,
Delta 5,
The Cramps,
Animal Collective,
Camouflage, Camouflage, Camouflage, Camouflage.
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.