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 Nigeria and from Madrid.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Babytalk to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Soul Sonic Force. All the underground hits.
All Ituana tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Blossom Toes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yusef Lateef record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator 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?
Kool Moe Dee,
Average White Band,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Standells,
John Coltrane,
Slave,
Soulsonic Force,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Beau Brummels,
Thompson Twins,
The Sound,
Joyce Sims,
Isaac Hayes,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Mission of Burma,
Von Mondo,
Erasure,
Eden Ahbez,
Delta 5,
Animal Collective,
Barry Ungar,
Public Enemy,
The Pop Group,
Japan,
X-101,
Schoolly D,
The Dead C,
Procol Harum,
Unrelated Segments,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Roxy Music,
Grauzone,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Althea and Donna,
Lebanon Hanover,
Gil Scott Heron,
Hashim,
Alice Coltrane,
Graham Central Station,
Johnny Clarke,
John Holt,
Au Pairs,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Smog,
Iggy Pop,
Boogie Down Productions,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Quantec,
Dorothy Ashby,
Infiniti,
Albert Ayler,
Lakeside,
James White and The Blacks,
Colin Newman,
Ten City,
Sonny Sharrock,
Aaron Thompson,
Terry Callier,
Warren Ellis,
Fugazi,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Fad Gadget,
Sun Ra,
Buzzcocks,
John Lydon, John Lydon, John Lydon, John Lydon.
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.