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 Israel and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Kinks to the grunge 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 Porter Ricks. All the underground hits.
All Zapp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Interpol record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Reed & John Cale record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Quando Quango,
Pole,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Rapeman,
Youth Brigade,
Drive Like Jehu,
Delon & Dalcan,
Zero Boys,
Wire,
Buzzcocks,
Public Image Ltd.,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Neon Judgement,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
FM Einheit,
Au Pairs,
Moebius,
Dark Day,
MC5,
Blancmange,
Sam Rivers,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Real Kids,
Country Teasers,
The Toasters,
Soft Machine,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Faraquet,
Jacques Brel,
Johnny Clarke,
The Gories,
Kerri Chandler,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Swell Maps,
The Remains,
Groovy Waters,
Inner City,
Monks,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Frankie Knuckles,
Ultra Naté,
The Electric Prunes,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Colin Newman,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lucky Dragons,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Tommy Roe,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Khruangbin,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Lyres,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Bronski Beat,
Shuggie Otis,
Boogie Down Productions,
Clear Light,
Niagra,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Yaz,
Qualms, Qualms, Qualms, Qualms.
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.