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 Switzerland and from Copenhagen.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the snare 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 Aural Exciters to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish. All the underground hits.
All Visage tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Banda Bassotti record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 a theremin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minor Threat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Nick Fraelich,
The Sound,
Gregory Isaacs,
Derrick Morgan,
Reagan Youth,
DNA,
Lungfish,
Isaac Hayes,
Sarah Menescal,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Half Japanese,
Skarface,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Quadrant,
Pantytec,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Scott Walker,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Flesh Eaters,
Fear,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Unwound,
Mad Mike,
Jacob Miller,
Gabor Szabo,
The Fall,
Suburban Knight,
Joey Negro,
Guru Guru,
Clear Light,
Grandmaster Flash,
Tommy Roe,
Bauhaus,
New Order,
The Smiths,
Matthew Bourne,
Siglo XX,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Kool Moe Dee,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Sound Behaviour,
Dorothy Ashby,
L. Decosne,
John Lydon,
Sam Rivers,
Pussy Galore,
Sight & Sound,
The Skatalites,
Boogie Down Productions,
Delon & Dalcan,
Can,
Minor Threat,
Wings,
Cymande,
New Age Steppers,
Pet Shop Boys,
Pere Ubu,
Terrestrial Tones,
Crooked Eye,
Camouflage,
PIL, PIL, PIL, PIL.
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.