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 Thailand and from Houston.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the theremin 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 Funky Four + One to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Sarah Menescal. All the underground hits.
All Lightning Bolt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wasted Youth 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flash Fearless record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Dave Clark Five,
Steve Hackett,
The Smoke,
Qualms,
Severed Heads,
The Fall,
Wasted Youth,
Josef K,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Mo-Dettes,
These Immortal Souls,
Kayak,
Bush Tetras,
Black Sheep,
Hasil Adkins,
Animal Collective,
Bluetip,
Banda Bassotti,
The Fortunes,
Barrington Levy,
Derrick Morgan,
Sixth Finger,
Harpers Bizarre,
Mars,
Talk Talk,
Nas,
Byron Stingily,
Soul II Soul,
Neu!,
Angry Samoans,
The Evens,
Second Layer,
Jeff Mills,
U.S. Maple,
Skriet,
Brand Nubian,
New Age Steppers,
The Gun Club,
Malaria!,
Make Up,
John Coltrane,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Donald Byrd,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Sarah Menescal,
Pagans,
Lucky Dragons,
The Victims,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Rites of Spring,
Fugazi,
Jesper Dahlback,
Erykah Badu,
Guru Guru,
Brick,
Ronan,
Simply Red,
The Move,
Delta 5,
Inner City,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth.
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.