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 Malaysia and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 arpeggiator 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 The Stooges 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 Thee Headcoats. All the underground hits.
All Yusef Lateef tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thee Headcoats 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yusef Lateef record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pere Ubu,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Panda Bear,
Tommy Roe,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Wings,
The Sonics,
Main Source,
Marshall Jefferson,
Jandek,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Wally Richardson,
The Alarm Clocks,
10cc,
Hashim,
X-102,
Derrick Morgan,
Minnie Riperton,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Los Fastidios,
Soft Machine,
Audionom,
The Raincoats,
The Pretty Things,
Bush Tetras,
Excepter,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Roxy Music,
Josef K,
Lebanon Hanover,
John Lydon,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Detroit Cobras,
Sound Behaviour,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lightning Bolt,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Henry Cow,
Skaos,
The Dead C,
Faraquet,
Tres Demented,
Chris Corsano,
Alphaville,
Infiniti,
The Velvet Underground,
The Moleskins,
The New Christs,
The Red Krayola,
Sexual Harrassment,
Robert Görl,
The Move,
Leonard Cohen,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Symarip,
Archie Shepp,
Ralphi Rosario,
Shoche,
The Busters,
The Modern Lovers,
Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions.
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.