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 Spain and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and London.
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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Soul II Soul to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Mission of Burma. All the underground hits.
All Aswad tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Young Marble Giants record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Crispy Ambulance record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barrington Levy,
Black Flag,
Guru Guru,
Procol Harum,
Young Marble Giants,
the Association,
World's Most,
Khruangbin,
Minutemen,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
La Düsseldorf,
Lyres,
Derrick Morgan,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Silicon Teens,
Public Image Ltd.,
Gang Starr,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Flipper,
Piero Umiliani,
Heaven 17,
Rakim,
Chris Corsano,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Pagans,
Ronnie Foster,
The Durutti Column,
Skriet,
Lightning Bolt,
Flash Fearless,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Mummies,
Aloha Tigers,
The Young Rascals,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Smoke,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Bobby Byrd,
Soul II Soul,
Kenny Larkin,
Todd Terry,
Stockholm Monsters,
Alton Ellis,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Livin' Joy,
Mad Mike,
Patti Smith,
L. Decosne,
Bad Manners,
Aaron Thompson,
The Red Krayola,
Tropical Tobacco,
Niagra,
Joyce Sims,
Warren Ellis,
Peter and Kerry,
Avey Tare,
The Knickerbockers,
Glambeats Corp.,
Underground Resistance,
Sun City Girls,
Black Bananas, Black Bananas, Black Bananas, Black Bananas.
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.