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 Rwanda and from London.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 harpsichord 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 Radiohead to the grime 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 Rites of Spring. All the underground hits.
All The Fire Engines tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delta 5 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 snare and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Richard Hell and the Voidoids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lower 48,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Rakim,
Brick,
Stetsasonic,
Altered Images,
Drive Like Jehu,
Yusef Lateef,
The Grass Roots,
Anthony Braxton,
Nation of Ulysses,
Bizarre Inc.,
Carl Craig,
PIL,
Scan 7,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Harmonia,
Blake Baxter,
Mo-Dettes,
The Star Department,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Funky Four + One,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Terry Callier,
The Kinks,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Ronnie Foster,
Black Flag,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Cosmic Jokers,
AZ,
Steve Hackett,
The Happenings,
Jimmy McGriff,
Grandmaster Flash,
James White and The Blacks,
The Velvet Underground,
Slave,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
the Bar-Kays,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Alton Ellis,
Nico,
Lou Reed,
Laurel Aitken,
Cybotron,
Infiniti,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Detroit Cobras,
Albert Ayler,
Glenn Branca,
Grey Daturas,
Dual Sessions,
Con Funk Shun,
Harry Pussy,
Gang of Four,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Fire Engines,
The Gories,
Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye.
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.