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 Vanuatu and from Manila.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Chrome to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 CMW. All the underground hits.
All Sarah Menescal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The United States of America record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul II Soul record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare,
Hashim,
The Dirtbombs,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Lou Reed,
Fad Gadget,
Von Mondo,
Brass Construction,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Howard Jones,
Pantaleimon,
Eve St. Jones,
John Lydon,
Max Romeo,
The Associates,
This Heat,
The J.B.'s,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Tomorrow,
The Human League,
the Bar-Kays,
Spandau Ballet,
Arab on Radar,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
EPMD,
Eric B and Rakim,
the Swans,
Maleditus Sound,
Gabor Szabo,
Rosa Yemen,
LL Cool J,
Index,
The Gories,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Japan,
The Last Poets,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Roxy Music,
X-101,
The Monochrome Set,
AZ,
One Last Wish,
Youth Brigade,
Gil Scott Heron,
Newcleus,
Joe Smooth,
Isaac Hayes,
Liliput,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Gladiators,
Joyce Sims,
Lungfish,
Sandy B,
Peter & Gordon,
JFA,
Bob Dylan,
Stiv Bators,
Man Parrish,
The Angels of Light,
OOIOO,
Don Cherry, Don Cherry, Don Cherry, Don Cherry.
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.