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 Germany and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 sitar 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 Scratch Acid to the disco 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 Bobby Sherman. All the underground hits.
All Ornette Coleman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Last Poets record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delon & Dalcan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Bar-Kays,
Camberwell Now,
Bauhaus,
June of 44,
Nas,
Fear,
Q and Not U,
Magazine,
Rakim,
Gil Scott Heron,
Big Daddy Kane,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Roxy Music,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Cecil Taylor,
Shoche,
Ultimate Spinach,
Warren Ellis,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Gap Band,
Dual Sessions,
Michelle Simonal,
Scan 7,
Ludus,
Clear Light,
Tomorrow,
Yazoo,
The Busters,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Max Romeo,
Echospace,
Dawn Penn,
The Mighty Diamonds,
K-Klass,
Pantaleimon,
Pulsallama,
Ornette Coleman,
Maurizio,
The Cure,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Kerrie Biddell,
Yaz,
These Immortal Souls,
The Birthday Party,
Scientists,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Raincoats,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Knickerbockers,
Visage,
Technova,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Techniques,
The Five Americans,
Malaria!,
Mary Jane Girls,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Avey Tare,
Skarface,
Cymande, Cymande, Cymande, Cymande.
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.