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 Albania and from Accra.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Judy Mowatt. All the underground hits.
All Smog tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mars 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harmonia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lucky Dragons,
Pantytec,
Rakim,
Alphaville,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Sun Ra,
Sixth Finger,
MDC,
X-Ray Spex,
The Techniques,
The Cowsills,
The Trojans,
Camberwell Now,
The Birthday Party,
The Vogues,
Outsiders,
Mantronix,
Massinfluence,
Rod Modell,
Hashim,
Aural Exciters,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Absolute Body Control,
The Modern Lovers,
Crispy Ambulance,
Arab on Radar,
Chris & Cosey,
John Cale,
Howard Jones,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Nirvana,
Main Source,
The Velvet Underground,
The Beau Brummels,
The Cure,
Amon Düül,
Brothers Johnson,
Jacques Brel,
The Zeros,
Max Romeo,
Franke,
James Chance & The Contortions,
PIL,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Pantaleimon,
Neu!,
Scott Walker,
Tim Buckley,
Los Fastidios,
Second Layer,
Anthony Braxton,
Al Stewart,
Scientists,
Bang On A Can,
The Five Americans,
Trumans Water,
Panda Bear,
Thee Headcoats,
Crispian St. Peters,
Barclay James Harvest,
Dave Gahan,
Dark Day,
Steve Hackett,
Half Japanese, Half Japanese, Half Japanese, Half Japanese.
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.