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 Switzerland and from Winnipeg.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Barbara Tucker to the techno 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.
All Justin Hinds & The Dominoes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sixth Finger record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Urselle record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pet Shop Boys,
Jeff Mills,
Danielle Patucci,
Avey Tare,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Ossler,
Wally Richardson,
Mo-Dettes,
Kenny Larkin,
One Last Wish,
Liliput,
Minny Pops,
Negative Approach,
cv313,
Donny Hathaway,
Bill Near,
Harry Pussy,
The Divine Comedy,
Goldenarms,
The Count Five,
Chris Corsano,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Yusef Lateef,
Kerri Chandler,
the Swans,
The Tremeloes,
E-Dancer,
The Names,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Associates,
The J.B.'s,
Easy Going,
Albert Ayler,
Davy DMX,
Sarah Menescal,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Music Machine,
Scion,
Stockholm Monsters,
Crispian St. Peters,
Surgeon,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Chris & Cosey,
Simply Red,
Saccharine Trust,
Niagra,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Detroit Cobras,
Frankie Knuckles,
Jacob Miller,
Jerry's Kids,
Bad Manners,
Public Image Ltd.,
Mary Jane Girls,
Gregory Isaacs,
Marine Girls,
Sugar Minott,
Gang Starr,
Lakeside,
Loose Ends,
Marvin Gaye,
Grauzone,
Ralphi Rosario,
the Germs, the Germs, the Germs, the Germs.
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.