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 Paraguay 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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 guitar 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 X-102 to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Kevin Saunderson. All the underground hits.
All Fluxion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every U.S. Maple record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 synthesizer and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Seeds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Junior Murvin,
The Kinks,
Goldenarms,
Q65,
Gerry Rafferty,
Tres Demented,
Charles Mingus,
Scion,
Index,
Pole,
One Last Wish,
Angry Samoans,
John Holt,
The Index,
Piero Umiliani,
Roger Hodgson,
Davy DMX,
Cymande,
The Residents,
Suicide,
Soul II Soul,
June Days,
The Zeros,
Nils Olav,
Quando Quango,
Bizarre Inc.,
Harpers Bizarre,
New Order,
48th St. Collective,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Howard Jones,
cv313,
Swans,
Loose Ends,
Wolf Eyes,
Spoonie Gee,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Aaron Thompson,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Agitation Free,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Nirvana,
Banda Bassotti,
Crime,
The Blackbyrds,
Dave Gahan,
Boogie Down Productions,
Sound Behaviour,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Glenn Branca,
Country Teasers,
The Mummies,
Jandek,
The Fortunes,
Morten Harket,
Todd Terry,
Intrusion,
The Cramps,
Minor Threat, Minor Threat, Minor Threat, Minor Threat.
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.