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 Saudi Arabia and from Mexico City.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 oboe 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 Aswad to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Siglo XX. All the underground hits.
All The Angels of Light tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a ABBA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Anakelly,
Barry Ungar,
Dual Sessions,
Ultravox,
The Fortunes,
Silicon Teens,
The Cosmic Jokers,
L. Decosne,
Colin Newman,
The Remains,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Knickerbockers,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Skatalites,
Lucky Dragons,
Bizarre Inc.,
Skriet,
Kerrie Biddell,
Nas,
The Trojans,
The Black Dice,
Ponytail,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Marc Almond,
Magma,
Black Flag,
Theoretical Girls,
New Order,
Rod Modell,
Pole,
Cybotron,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Minnie Riperton,
Lou Christie,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Funky Four + One,
The Fugs,
Shuggie Otis,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Letta Mbulu,
Fatback Band,
Accadde A,
Mission of Burma,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Donald Byrd,
Altered Images,
Byron Stingily,
Iggy Pop,
Livin' Joy,
Moss Icon,
The J.B.'s,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
John Foxx,
Soul Sonic Force,
Jawbox,
Siglo XX,
Soft Cell,
Althea and Donna,
Hardrive,
Main Source,
Kenny Larkin,
Flipper,
Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck.
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.