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 Kenya and from Manila.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Marshall Jefferson to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Fugazi. All the underground hits.
All New Order tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skarface 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 spring reverb and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minutemen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Saints,
Idris Muhammad,
Slave,
Radio Birdman,
Leonard Cohen,
The Trojans,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Jawbox,
Pantytec,
Shoche,
KRS-One,
Faust,
Josef K,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Seeds,
Nation of Ulysses,
Girls At Our Best!,
L. Decosne,
Boredoms,
Marvin Gaye,
Intrusion,
Echospace,
Mark Hollis,
Sandy B,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Slick Rick,
Anakelly,
Liliput,
Fad Gadget,
Sugar Minott,
Sight & Sound,
Godley & Creme,
Niagra,
OOIOO,
Pole,
Goldenarms,
Todd Rundgren,
Gregory Isaacs,
Curtis Mayfield,
Marc Almond,
The Skatalites,
Roxy Music,
Subhumans,
The Mojo Men,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Toni Rubio,
Minnie Riperton,
K-Klass,
Pantaleimon,
Ronan,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Black Pus,
John Coltrane,
Johnny Clarke,
Letta Mbulu,
In Retrospect,
Index,
The Dead C,
Iggy Pop,
Magma,
The Gap Band,
Das Ding,
Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions.
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.