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 Antigua and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 Lagos and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 X-102 to the rock 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 Public Enemy. All the underground hits.
All the Normal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cybotron 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Technova record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Little Man,
Sun City Girls,
Donny Hathaway,
Thee Headcoats,
Glenn Branca,
The Gun Club,
Whodini,
Isaac Hayes,
The Tremeloes,
Godley & Creme,
The Seeds,
Arthur Verocai,
Nation of Ulysses,
FM Einheit,
Barrington Levy,
The Human League,
Gang Starr,
Sarah Menescal,
Hot Snakes,
Soulsonic Force,
Khruangbin,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Evens,
The Moleskins,
Ossler,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Sandy B,
Sun Ra,
Agent Orange,
Fatback Band,
Black Flag,
Todd Terry,
Freddie Wadling,
Soft Machine,
Youth Brigade,
The Techniques,
8 Eyed Spy,
Crash Course in Science,
The Sonics,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bobby Womack,
Alphaville,
Hoover,
Tears for Fears,
John Cale,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Josef K,
Lucky Dragons,
Sällskapet,
Depeche Mode,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Slick Rick,
kango's stein massive,
Rhythm & Sound,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Ituana,
Ultra Naté,
Nick Fraelich,
Deakin,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Jeff Lynne,
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.