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 Cameroon and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Bob Dylan to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Mission of Burma. All the underground hits.
All K-Klass tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New York Dolls 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Germs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alison Limerick,
Skriet,
Jandek,
Fatback Band,
The Electric Prunes,
These Immortal Souls,
Inner City,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Scientists,
Deadbeat,
Jesper Dahlback,
Drive Like Jehu,
The New Christs,
Stetsasonic,
Idris Muhammad,
The Neon Judgement,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Ralphi Rosario,
Unwound,
The Young Rascals,
Howard Jones,
The Mummies,
The Modern Lovers,
Rekid,
Albert Ayler,
Young Marble Giants,
Television,
Basic Channel,
Trumans Water,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Flash Fearless,
Joensuu 1685,
John Coltrane,
Cameo,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Jawbox,
Todd Terry,
Peter & Gordon,
Darondo,
Easy Going,
The Seeds,
Loose Ends,
The Wake,
Sarah Menescal,
The Skatalites,
Crooked Eye,
Don Cherry,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Eurythmics,
Agitation Free,
Marcia Griffiths,
Minnie Riperton,
The Doors,
Glenn Branca,
Mission of Burma,
The Pop Group,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Lou Reed, Lou Reed, Lou Reed, Lou Reed.
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.