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 Paraguay and from Hong Kong.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Brass Construction to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Joey Negro. All the underground hits.
All De La Soul & Jungle Brothers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fluxion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lakeside,
Junior Murvin,
Rekid,
The Invisible,
The Doors,
Crispy Ambulance,
Aural Exciters,
Roxy Music,
The Detroit Cobras,
Gang Gang Dance,
Angry Samoans,
Drexciya,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Suburban Knight,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Lungfish,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Echospace,
Gastr Del Sol,
Bobby Byrd,
Arthur Verocai,
The Monochrome Set,
Connie Case,
Circle Jerks,
Johnny Osbourne,
Tommy Roe,
Eli Mardock,
Cybotron,
Hardrive,
Babytalk,
Eric Dolphy,
Rakim,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Iggy Pop,
Eddi Front,
Ronnie Foster,
Tears for Fears,
UT,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Lower 48,
Donald Byrd,
Pagans,
Audionom,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Derrick Morgan,
The Beau Brummels,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Danielle Patucci,
Idris Muhammad,
The Names,
JFA,
Urselle,
The Vogues,
Zapp,
The J.B.'s,
Gichy Dan,
The Smoke,
Excepter,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.
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.