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 Ecuador 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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro 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 Boz Scaggs to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Marvin Gaye. All the underground hits.
All Soulsonic Force tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fluxion record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sonic Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Ronan,
Roxy Music,
Flipper,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Nils Olav,
Toni Rubio,
Con Funk Shun,
Deakin,
Blake Baxter,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Victims,
Von Mondo,
Wolf Eyes,
Wings,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Depeche Mode,
The Misunderstood,
Lou Christie,
Radio Birdman,
Rufus Thomas,
Colin Newman,
Erykah Badu,
New Order,
Archie Shepp,
Minor Threat,
Sun City Girls,
Robert Wyatt,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Davy DMX,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Tommy Roe,
Cal Tjader,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
One Last Wish,
Josef K,
Joe Finger,
Television,
The Names,
Jesper Dahlback,
Chrome,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Pere Ubu,
Lou Reed,
The Electric Prunes,
The Modern Lovers,
The Stooges,
Adolescents,
Ice-T,
Public Enemy,
Derrick May,
Model 500,
Simply Red,
Sound Behaviour,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Isaac Hayes,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Rekid,
Spandau Ballet,
Niagra, Niagra, Niagra, Niagra.
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.