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 Moldova and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Ossler to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Maurizio. All the underground hits.
All Warren Ellis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roxette record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Johnny Clarke record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Victims,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Desert Stars,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Fugazi,
Kas Product,
Jacob Miller,
The Cramps,
X-102,
Reuben Wilson,
Gang Starr,
Slick Rick,
Technova,
Rufus Thomas,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Robert Görl,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Terrestrial Tones,
Television Personalities,
The Moody Blues,
Pantytec,
Interpol,
Morten Harket,
Nas,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Eric Copeland,
Kurtis Blow,
Panda Bear,
Gang of Four,
Girls At Our Best!,
Bad Manners,
The Fugs,
Lee Hazlewood,
Howard Jones,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Lungfish,
Nils Olav,
Crime,
Section 25,
PIL,
Severed Heads,
X-101,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Monochrome Set,
Excepter,
Junior Murvin,
Make Up,
Joey Negro,
Cheater Slicks,
Chrome,
Archie Shepp,
Matthew Halsall,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Los Fastidios,
AZ,
Soulsonic Force,
Royal Trux,
Ultravox,
Brass Construction,
Eve St. Jones,
Deepchord, Deepchord, Deepchord, Deepchord.
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.