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 Mexico and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 güiro 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 Laurel Aitken 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 Terror Squad Feat. Camron. All the underground hits.
All Kaleidoscope tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gichy Dan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 rhodes and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick Morgan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Black Sheep,
Leonard Cohen,
Audionom,
Monolake,
Bobby Womack,
Warsaw,
Hot Snakes,
Yazoo,
Skriet,
Alphaville,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Pantaleimon,
Kas Product,
Animal Collective,
Charles Mingus,
Barry Ungar,
Cecil Taylor,
Sonic Youth,
Model 500,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Litter,
Boredoms,
John Coltrane,
LL Cool J,
Shoche,
Grey Daturas,
Gregory Isaacs,
Archie Shepp,
The Gap Band,
Simply Red,
Eden Ahbez,
The Gories,
Bizarre Inc.,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Mark Hollis,
Nas,
June Days,
Goldenarms,
Technova,
Massinfluence,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Cowsills,
Black Pus,
Eddi Front,
Newcleus,
Warren Ellis,
Bauhaus,
Marc Almond,
In Retrospect,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Aloha Tigers,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Cybotron,
Camouflage,
John Foxx,
Janne Schatter,
John Cale,
Das Ding,
Nirvana,
Sex Pistols,
Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour.
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.