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 Chile and from Tehran.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Lille.
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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Essential Logic to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Scratch Acid. All the underground hits.
All Stetsasonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Faust record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Angels of Light,
Minnie Riperton,
Siglo XX,
Marcia Griffiths,
E-Dancer,
Young Marble Giants,
Bluetip,
Eddi Front,
Mark Hollis,
Excepter,
Ice-T,
Peter & Gordon,
DJ Sneak,
Curtis Mayfield,
KRS-One,
Laurel Aitken,
Sugar Minott,
The Fugs,
Grauzone,
Funkadelic,
Steve Hackett,
Alison Limerick,
The Smiths,
Josef K,
Piero Umiliani,
Crooked Eye,
Rekid,
Sarah Menescal,
Yusef Lateef,
Michelle Simonal,
Eli Mardock,
cv313,
Au Pairs,
The Fire Engines,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Tubeway Army,
Mad Mike,
Kaleidoscope,
Gastr Del Sol,
Joe Finger,
Lebanon Hanover,
Reuben Wilson,
The Slits,
Wire,
The Beau Brummels,
Adolescents,
The Barracudas,
Oblivians,
Smog,
Outsiders,
Freddie Wadling,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Drexciya,
Franke,
Flipper,
The Fortunes,
Echospace,
Spoonie Gee,
John Cale,
The Martian,
Anakelly, Anakelly, Anakelly, Anakelly.
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.