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 Iran and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 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 Groovy Waters to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Yellowson. All the underground hits.
All Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aswad 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Robert Wyatt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
cv313,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Essential Logic,
Spandau Ballet,
Pantaleimon,
Wally Richardson,
Morten Harket,
UT,
L. Decosne,
Lucky Dragons,
Theoretical Girls,
Vainqueur,
Talk Talk,
The Star Department,
LL Cool J,
Newcleus,
Malaria!,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Fall,
Sonny Sharrock,
Stockholm Monsters,
Wasted Youth,
Eden Ahbez,
Ronan,
X-102,
10cc,
Au Pairs,
Skriet,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Lyres,
China Crisis,
Soulsonic Force,
The Zeros,
Nas,
Grandmaster Flash,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Scan 7,
X-101,
Bill Near,
Bang On A Can,
Scientists,
The Selecter,
Masters at Work,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Rod Modell,
Rufus Thomas,
Quadrant,
Grauzone,
Excepter,
The Velvet Underground,
Hot Snakes,
Neil Young,
Freddie Wadling,
MDC,
Can,
Sly & The Family Stone,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Slave,
The Buckinghams,
Yazoo,
Joy Division, Joy Division, Joy Division, Joy Division.
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.