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 China and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Madrid.
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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Crash Course in Science to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Wire. All the underground hits.
All Lou Christie tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stockholm Monsters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Little Man record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arcadia,
Eric Copeland,
The Detroit Cobras,
Joensuu 1685,
Jimmy McGriff,
Jeru the Damaja,
Black Flag,
Jesper Dahlback,
Accadde A,
Delta 5,
the Slits,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Techniques,
Wolf Eyes,
Supertramp,
Bill Near,
Banda Bassotti,
Lungfish,
Barclay James Harvest,
Susan Cadogan,
Alton Ellis,
The Black Dice,
Rod Modell,
Half Japanese,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Jacob Miller,
Eli Mardock,
Byron Stingily,
Idris Muhammad,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Shadows of Knight,
Althea and Donna,
The Invisible,
The Raincoats,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Blackbyrds,
Bill Wells,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Roxette,
Lou Reed,
A Certain Ratio,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Sex Pistols,
Mark Hollis,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Barbara Tucker,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Ice-T,
Fad Gadget,
Nation of Ulysses,
Eddi Front,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
New Order,
Gang Gang Dance,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Victims,
Soft Machine,
Lightning Bolt,
Hashim, Hashim, Hashim, Hashim.
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.