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 Guyana and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 snare 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 Q and Not U to the funk 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 Qualms. All the underground hits.
All Jacques Brel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fluxion 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Angels of Light & Akron/Family record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
These Immortal Souls,
Schoolly D,
Crime,
DJ Sneak,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The American Breed,
Public Enemy,
Tom Boy,
Technova,
Beasts of Bourbon,
X-102,
Vainqueur,
Duran Duran,
The Misunderstood,
10cc,
Camouflage,
Radio Birdman,
The Slackers,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Black Pus,
The Techniques,
Lalann,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Jandek,
The Doobie Brothers,
Prince Buster,
Sandy B,
The Neon Judgement,
Royal Trux,
Monks,
Marvin Gaye,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Grandmaster Flash,
Black Flag,
The Evens,
Dual Sessions,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Frankie Knuckles,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Icehouse,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
ABC,
Crash Course in Science,
Dawn Penn,
Essential Logic,
Fugazi,
James White and The Blacks,
Roxy Music,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Jacob Miller,
Joey Negro,
The Dave Clark Five,
Japan,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Drexciya,
John Foxx,
The Sonics,
Pet Shop Boys,
Silicon Teens,
Pagans,
Ten City,
The Zeros,
Gang Starr,
Swell Maps,
Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim.
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.