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 Micronesia and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 sitar 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 Sunsets and Hearts to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Ultimate Spinach. All the underground hits.
All Tom Boy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cecil Taylor record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 clarinet and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Maleditus Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
James Chance & The Contortions,
Khruangbin,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Alton Ellis,
Jacques Brel,
Ultra Naté,
Los Fastidios,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Techniques,
Unwound,
Youth Brigade,
Loose Ends,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Mo-Dettes,
Visage,
Brand Nubian,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Suburban Knight,
Crash Course in Science,
Pet Shop Boys,
Lalo Schifrin,
Cal Tjader,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
E-Dancer,
Byron Stingily,
Cheater Slicks,
The Offenders,
Skriet,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Peter and Kerry,
Jawbox,
The Durutti Column,
T.S.O.L.,
The Happenings,
Black Pus,
Patti Smith,
Parry Music,
Robert Wyatt,
Matthew Bourne,
Todd Terry,
Echospace,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Danielle Patucci,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Electric Prunes,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Scan 7,
Vainqueur,
Traffic Nightmare,
Bronski Beat,
Audionom,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Althea and Donna,
Hot Snakes,
Gang Starr,
Slave,
The Cowsills,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Babytalk,
The Slits,
kango's stein massive,
Nils Olav, Nils Olav, Nils Olav, Nils Olav.
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.