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 Nauru and from Toronto.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 The Fortunes to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Basic Channel. All the underground hits.
All Notorious Big And Bone Thugs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Von Mondo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sunsets and Hearts record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Cale,
Leonard Cohen,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Silicon Teens,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Ralphi Rosario,
Main Source,
The Beau Brummels,
Jacob Miller,
the Fania All-Stars,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Arthur Verocai,
Stereo Dub,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Model 500,
Harmonia,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Vainqueur,
Hardrive,
DJ Sneak,
Yellowson,
Erasure,
Stockholm Monsters,
Pole,
Faust,
Intrusion,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The American Breed,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Nation of Ulysses,
Chrome,
Curtis Mayfield,
Audionom,
Kool Moe Dee,
Basic Channel,
Severed Heads,
MC5,
The Walker Brothers,
Panda Bear,
Ten City,
Howard Jones,
Arcadia,
The Five Americans,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Blackbyrds,
Byron Stingily,
Freddie Wadling,
Eddi Front,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Misunderstood,
The Stooges,
Bill Near,
Blake Baxter,
The Monks,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Pharoah Sanders,
Sixth Finger,
LL Cool J,
Dual Sessions,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers.
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.