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 Ethiopia and from Tehran.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 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 The Slits to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Roxette. All the underground hits.
All Silicon Teens tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sister Nancy 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a KRS-One record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Happenings,
Sun Ra,
Negative Approach,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Schoolly D,
Gang Starr,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Can,
OOIOO,
The Misunderstood,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Glenn Branca,
UT,
Sonic Youth,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Los Fastidios,
John Cale,
Dennis Brown,
Unwound,
D'Angelo,
Hot Snakes,
Derrick Morgan,
Jandek,
Jawbox,
Bob Dylan,
Morten Harket,
The Alarm Clocks,
Sugar Minott,
The Divine Comedy,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Swans,
Jacques Brel,
Subhumans,
Sarah Menescal,
Infiniti,
Nick Fraelich,
Minny Pops,
Bill Near,
The Walker Brothers,
Sister Nancy,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Gichy Dan,
Talk Talk,
The Toasters,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Q and Not U,
Kerri Chandler,
EPMD,
John Lydon,
The Litter,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Black Sheep,
Cymande,
Pet Shop Boys,
Frankie Knuckles,
Laurel Aitken,
Main Source,
Isaac Hayes,
Chris Corsano,
Steve Hackett,
The Beau Brummels,
Soft Machine,
The Slits, The Slits, The Slits, The Slits.
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.