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 Comoros and from Sao Paulo.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 marimba 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 the Soft Cell to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Average White Band. All the underground hits.
All Minutemen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Underground Resistance record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sunsets and Hearts record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gil Scott Heron,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Derrick May,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Piero Umiliani,
Fugazi,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Fela Kuti,
Bauhaus,
The Toasters,
Harry Pussy,
Skriet,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Mojo Men,
Bush Tetras,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
cv313,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Offenders,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
48th St. Collective,
Lou Christie,
Bob Dylan,
Television Personalities,
Lalo Schifrin,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Lakeside,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Camouflage,
Minor Threat,
The Leaves,
Judy Mowatt,
The Seeds,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Little Man,
Crispian St. Peters,
Chris Corsano,
Lee Hazlewood,
Wings,
Royal Trux,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Knickerbockers,
Thompson Twins,
Ornette Coleman,
Jesper Dahlback,
Marshall Jefferson,
Severed Heads,
Magma,
Rekid,
Lou Reed,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Janne Schatter,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Desert Stars,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
X-102,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Robert Wyatt,
Grandmaster Flash,
Kerri Chandler,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Drexciya,
A Flock of Seagulls, A Flock of Seagulls, A Flock of Seagulls, A Flock of Seagulls.
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.