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 Mexico and from Houston.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Spokane.
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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the güiro 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 Wasted Youth to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Scion. All the underground hits.
All Sex Pistols tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Babytalk 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 an arpeggiator and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harmonia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pierre Henry,
Peter and Kerry,
Royal Trux,
Sam Rivers,
Quando Quango,
Organ,
Pantytec,
Chris Corsano,
Technova,
Dead Boys,
The Red Krayola,
Severed Heads,
Bush Tetras,
Trumans Water,
Delta 5,
Danielle Patucci,
the Bar-Kays,
Letta Mbulu,
Patti Smith,
The Vogues,
Gichy Dan,
Swell Maps,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Nils Olav,
Camberwell Now,
Aural Exciters,
The Cramps,
Vainqueur,
Procol Harum,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Pretty Things,
Prince Buster,
Scan 7,
Black Pus,
Ten City,
Skriet,
The Young Rascals,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Ronan,
Supertramp,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Ultra Naté,
The Skatalites,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Negative Approach,
Delon & Dalcan,
Chrome,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Black Dice,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Traffic Nightmare,
Mo-Dettes,
Mr. Review,
Piero Umiliani,
The Invisible,
DJ Style,
Lyres,
T. Rex, T. Rex, T. Rex, T. Rex.
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.