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 Burundi and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Pussy Galore 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 Quantec. All the underground hits.
All Scion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fuzztones record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Dirtbombs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Leonard Cohen,
Kerri Chandler,
Fad Gadget,
The Leaves,
The Smoke,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Minor Threat,
Scott Walker,
Electric Prunes,
Talk Talk,
Moebius,
Crash Course in Science,
Jerry's Kids,
Sällskapet,
Kool Moe Dee,
Ultimate Spinach,
Bauhaus,
The Divine Comedy,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Grass Roots,
Dead Boys,
DJ Sneak,
Animal Collective,
The Fall,
Newcleus,
Pantytec,
The Real Kids,
Skarface,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Bad Manners,
The Fuzztones,
Shuggie Otis,
Ornette Coleman,
Q65,
Soulsonic Force,
Crime,
Bizarre Inc.,
Moby Grape,
Fela Kuti,
Aloha Tigers,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Toasters,
Crooked Eye,
K-Klass,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
kango's stein massive,
Sexual Harrassment,
Tommy Roe,
The Vogues,
Country Teasers,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Young Rascals,
Stereo Dub,
Whodini,
Theoretical Girls,
The Beau Brummels,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Wire,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Letta Mbulu,
Chris & Cosey,
John Cale,
New Order, New Order, New Order, New Order.
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.