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 Argentina and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 Paris and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 spring reverb 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 Lower 48 to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Ludus. All the underground hits.
All Arcadia tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Leaves 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Selector Dub Narcotic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet 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 Happenings,
Isaac Hayes,
kango's stein massive,
Boz Scaggs,
World's Most,
Grey Daturas,
Bluetip,
Banda Bassotti,
X-102,
The Monochrome Set,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Royal Trux,
Parry Music,
Gregory Isaacs,
Q and Not U,
Dave Gahan,
Neu!,
Surgeon,
Pierre Henry,
Blake Baxter,
Heaven 17,
Mantronix,
the Sonics,
Ultra Naté,
Mary Jane Girls,
cv313,
Prince Buster,
Brass Construction,
JFA,
Arcadia,
Lyres,
Sandy B,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Gun Club,
the Human League,
Funkadelic,
Rufus Thomas,
Maleditus Sound,
Bang On A Can,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Gang Starr,
Wolf Eyes,
Radiopuhelimet,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Real Kids,
Quando Quango,
The Dead C,
Trumans Water,
Amon Düül II,
Zero Boys,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
ABBA,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Stooges,
Jerry's Kids,
Warren Ellis,
The Young Rascals,
Gong,
OOIOO,
UT,
Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson.
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.