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 St Lucia and from Columbus.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the snare 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 Surgeon to the dance 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 Marmalade. All the underground hits.
All Silicon Teens tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lonnie Liston Smith record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cal Tjader record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Skaos,
The Golliwogs,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Jandek,
Los Fastidios,
The Fall,
Tom Boy,
The Victims,
Oblivians,
Au Pairs,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Durutti Column,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Gap Band,
James White and The Blacks,
Pierre Henry,
Brand Nubian,
Judy Mowatt,
Make Up,
Colin Newman,
Rufus Thomas,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Kevin Saunderson,
Scott Walker,
Bill Wells,
the Sonics,
The Gories,
Lightning Bolt,
The Cowsills,
Pantaleimon,
Basic Channel,
Spoonie Gee,
Blake Baxter,
Excepter,
The Searchers,
Drive Like Jehu,
Roy Ayers,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Niagra,
Prince Buster,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Khruangbin,
Deakin,
Traffic Nightmare,
Soul Sonic Force,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Mary Jane Girls,
Alton Ellis,
Camouflage,
Country Teasers,
Aaron Thompson,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
One Last Wish,
Robert Wyatt,
Grandmaster Flash,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Mark Hollis,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
John Lydon, John Lydon, John Lydon, John Lydon.
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.