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 Thailand and from Taipei.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Tom Boy to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 10cc. All the underground hits.
All Fugazi tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brothers Johnson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Slits record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pantaleimon,
Ornette Coleman,
Minnie Riperton,
Iggy Pop,
The Toasters,
Interpol,
Aloha Tigers,
Dark Day,
The Real Kids,
The Moody Blues,
Scientists,
Johnny Clarke,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Khruangbin,
Mantronix,
The Divine Comedy,
R.M.O.,
Bill Near,
Q and Not U,
Television Personalities,
James White and The Blacks,
Television,
David Axelrod,
Prince Buster,
Warren Ellis,
Malaria!,
Henry Cow,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Derrick Morgan,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Mark Hollis,
Jerry's Kids,
Bobby Womack,
The Martian,
The Zeros,
Von Mondo,
Yusef Lateef,
Babytalk,
The Fortunes,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Cramps,
Outsiders,
Judy Mowatt,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Delta 5,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Mars,
Newcleus,
Con Funk Shun,
Derrick May,
KRS-One,
10cc,
Wire,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Delon & Dalcan,
Eurythmics,
Lebanon Hanover,
Carl Craig,
Japan, Japan, Japan, Japan.
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.