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 Sierra Leone and from Philadelphia.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 organ 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 Circle Jerks to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 The Gories. All the underground hits.
All MDC tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 chamberlin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Carl Craig record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pulsallama,
Joe Smooth,
Soul Sonic Force,
Rotary Connection,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Offenders,
Joyce Sims,
Country Teasers,
John Holt,
Jandek,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Isaac Hayes,
The Barracudas,
Yellowson,
Amon Düül,
The Martian,
Goldenarms,
Fad Gadget,
10cc,
Eve St. Jones,
Absolute Body Control,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Interpol,
Roy Ayers,
Sonic Youth,
Byron Stingily,
X-102,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Dark Day,
Sound Behaviour,
Khruangbin,
Spoonie Gee,
Faust,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Sparks,
The Gap Band,
Deakin,
La Düsseldorf,
Dead Boys,
Mr. Review,
The Knickerbockers,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Flesh Eaters,
Ultravox,
Oneida,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Barbara Tucker,
The Dirtbombs,
The Neon Judgement,
The Star Department,
Radiopuhelimet,
Symarip,
Hot Snakes,
The Pretty Things,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Alice Coltrane,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Simply Red,
OOIOO,
Camberwell Now,
Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland.
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.