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 Morocco and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Lyon.
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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Sparks to the dance 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 Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon. All the underground hits.
All The New Christs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Todd Terry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mummies record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
PIL,
Andrew Hill,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Average White Band,
Sandy B,
Marc Almond,
The Mojo Men,
Erasure,
The Cure,
Scientists,
Freddie Wadling,
The Seeds,
Boogie Down Productions,
Arab on Radar,
OOIOO,
The Remains,
10cc,
D'Angelo,
The Invisible,
Joey Negro,
Fatback Band,
Hardrive,
Goldenarms,
Basic Channel,
Gregory Isaacs,
Q65,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Barracudas,
Judy Mowatt,
Accadde A,
Underground Resistance,
Section 25,
Scratch Acid,
Swans,
Jesper Dahlback,
Darondo,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Jimmy McGriff,
Intrusion,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Stockholm Monsters,
Newcleus,
Letta Mbulu,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Busters,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Scott Walker,
Radio Birdman,
the Slits,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Lalo Schifrin,
Tommy Roe,
the Swans,
Guru Guru,
Eden Ahbez,
The Divine Comedy,
Aaron Thompson,
Stiv Bators,
Oneida,
Index, Index, Index, Index.
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.