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 Uzbekistan and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Black Flag to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Brass Construction. All the underground hits.
All Magma tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lower 48 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gories record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boz Scaggs,
The Dirtbombs,
ABC,
Danielle Patucci,
The Monks,
June Days,
Erasure,
Talk Talk,
Lee Hazlewood,
Thompson Twins,
Blancmange,
Jawbox,
Spandau Ballet,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Davy DMX,
Ultravox,
Pantytec,
Brick,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Mojo Men,
Pagans,
Panda Bear,
The Index,
Kool Moe Dee,
Essential Logic,
Groovy Waters,
Vladislav Delay,
Sam Rivers,
Pantaleimon,
Heaven 17,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Oneida,
Sarah Menescal,
Lalann,
Morten Harket,
T.S.O.L.,
Reuben Wilson,
Sparks,
Agent Orange,
Kas Product,
Fugazi,
Max Romeo,
Interpol,
Maurizio,
Section 25,
The Real Kids,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Banda Bassotti,
Amazonics,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Malaria!,
Ohio Players,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Cal Tjader,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Boredoms,
Deepchord,
R.M.O.,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Hasil Adkins,
Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne.
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.