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 Fiji and from Copenhagen.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 chamberlin 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 CMW to the grime 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 Main Source. All the underground hits.
All Loose Ends tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Swell Maps record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rahsaan Roland Kirk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Robert Hood,
The Pretty Things,
The Knickerbockers,
Davy DMX,
ABBA,
the Human League,
PIL,
Wasted Youth,
Saccharine Trust,
Ultimate Spinach,
Jesper Dahlback,
MC5,
June of 44,
Grauzone,
Pylon,
Mr. Review,
Eric B and Rakim,
Von Mondo,
Jerry's Kids,
Angry Samoans,
The Evens,
The Detroit Cobras,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Intrusion,
Smog,
Gabor Szabo,
Fat Boys,
Faust,
Groovy Waters,
Main Source,
Josef K,
Cluster,
The Motions,
Youth Brigade,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Walker Brothers,
The Fuzztones,
Quadrant,
the Germs,
Arcadia,
Rapeman,
Scion,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Deadbeat,
Nick Fraelich,
Spandau Ballet,
One Last Wish,
Rites of Spring,
Nas,
Public Image Ltd.,
Sonny Sharrock,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Victims,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Organ,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Symarip,
Bang On A Can,
The Smoke,
Hardrive,
Danielle Patucci,
The Seeds, The Seeds, The Seeds, The Seeds.
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.