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 India and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Jakarta.
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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 cv313 to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Josef K. All the underground hits.
All Funky Four + One tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Animal Collective record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Agitation Free record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
World's Most,
Oblivians,
MC5,
Eve St. Jones,
Amon Düül II,
Derrick May,
Gregory Isaacs,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Moby Grape,
Marmalade,
Erykah Badu,
Delon & Dalcan,
Jacques Brel,
Rites of Spring,
Bootsy Collins,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Index,
CMW,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Pretty Things,
Technova,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Davy DMX,
Danielle Patucci,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Ten City,
Marshall Jefferson,
the Germs,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Tomorrow,
Kaleidoscope,
The Fugs,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Rosa Yemen,
Scion,
Zapp,
Young Marble Giants,
The Pop Group,
Camouflage,
Glenn Branca,
Alison Limerick,
Howard Jones,
Skaos,
Tears for Fears,
Sandy B,
Gang Starr,
Supertramp,
Funky Four + One,
The Moleskins,
Subhumans,
The Fire Engines,
The Residents,
Sight & Sound,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Bill Near,
Sam Rivers,
The Associates,
Shuggie Otis,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Skarface, Skarface, Skarface, Skarface.
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.