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 Costa Rica and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Johannesburg.
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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 L. Decosne 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 Echospace. All the underground hits.
All Symarip tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dave Gahan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 snare and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra Arkestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Standells,
Todd Terry,
Yusef Lateef,
T.S.O.L.,
The Residents,
Steve Hackett,
The Names,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Lalo Schifrin,
Fear,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Funkadelic,
Black Bananas,
Joe Smooth,
Parry Music,
Black Moon,
Deakin,
Marc Almond,
Wings,
Kayak,
The Techniques,
Slave,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Derrick Morgan,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Joensuu 1685,
Circle Jerks,
The United States of America,
David Bowie,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Sam Rivers,
Dave Gahan,
Average White Band,
Cymande,
Gong,
the Normal,
Nation of Ulysses,
Fatback Band,
Soulsonic Force,
The Zeros,
Hoover,
Nils Olav,
Scan 7,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Von Mondo,
Ken Boothe,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Excepter,
Skaos,
Soft Machine,
Soft Cell,
The Doors,
Nirvana,
James Chance & The Contortions,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
China Crisis,
The Victims,
Loose Ends,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Happenings,
Lightning Bolt, Lightning Bolt, Lightning Bolt, Lightning Bolt.
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.