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 Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic to the disco 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 U.S. Maple. All the underground hits.
All Ralphi Rosario tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Smooth 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalann record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rekid,
Joey Negro,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Charles Mingus,
Yazoo,
The Slackers,
The Dead C,
The Mojo Men,
Bang On A Can,
Zero Boys,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Adolescents,
Eddi Front,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Knickerbockers,
Marc Almond,
Japan,
Joy Division,
The Misunderstood,
Gong,
Masters at Work,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Rakim,
Colin Newman,
Piero Umiliani,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Alphaville,
Television,
Vladislav Delay,
Throbbing Gristle,
Gang Green,
Flamin' Groovies,
10cc,
Amon Düül II,
Drexciya,
Unwound,
Section 25,
The Monks,
Jawbox,
The Wake,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Saints,
Blancmange,
Flipper,
The Alarm Clocks,
In Retrospect,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
June Days,
Radiohead,
Tim Buckley,
The Invisible,
Godley & Creme,
Lalann,
Rhythm & Sound,
Goldenarms,
A Certain Ratio,
Bronski Beat,
The Doobie Brothers,
Echospace,
Ituana,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers.
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.