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 Uganda and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 808 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 Wally Richardson to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 David Axelrod. All the underground hits.
All Lou Reed & John Cale tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Count Five record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Essential Logic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cymande,
The Invisible,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Joey Negro,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Alison Limerick,
Rakim,
Skarface,
Newcleus,
Sparks,
David McCallum,
the Normal,
Davy DMX,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Kool Moe Dee,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Accadde A,
Suburban Knight,
The Slits,
Basic Channel,
Sandy B,
The Modern Lovers,
Flipper,
New York Dolls,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Scan 7,
Rosa Yemen,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Sound Behaviour,
Reuben Wilson,
Can,
The United States of America,
Von Mondo,
Yaz,
Donald Byrd,
Boogie Down Productions,
Joyce Sims,
Trumans Water,
The Offenders,
Barbara Tucker,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Gong,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Eddi Front,
Charles Mingus,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Peter and Kerry,
The Cure,
Das Ding,
Pharoah Sanders,
Blancmange,
Rufus Thomas,
Lower 48,
Gang Starr,
Stiv Bators,
Howard Jones,
Aloha Tigers,
The Litter,
Traffic Nightmare,
Dark Day,
PIL,
Slave,
Average White Band,
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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.