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 Macedonia and from Stockholm.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 MC5 to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Harpers Bizarre. All the underground hits.
All The Electric Prunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alphaville record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 snare and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Swell Maps record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Audionom,
The Pretty Things,
Jeff Mills,
Joey Negro,
Cheater Slicks,
This Heat,
The Sound,
Goldenarms,
Josef K,
Television Personalities,
L. Decosne,
Crash Course in Science,
Moby Grape,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Toasters,
Black Pus,
Skriet,
Sonic Youth,
Crooked Eye,
The Move,
The Monks,
Grandmaster Flash,
Byron Stingily,
Tears for Fears,
Eli Mardock,
Man Parrish,
Fear,
Kurtis Blow,
Nils Olav,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bauhaus,
Tropical Tobacco,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Chris Corsano,
The Dead C,
The Fall,
Bush Tetras,
David Bowie,
Alison Limerick,
Moss Icon,
Andrew Hill,
John Holt,
Pulsallama,
Sugar Minott,
Carl Craig,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Sly & The Family Stone,
KRS-One,
Rhythm & Sound,
Black Flag,
Stetsasonic,
Althea and Donna,
Susan Cadogan,
Barbara Tucker,
Make Up,
The Moleskins,
Dark Day,
Ultra Naté,
Idris Muhammad,
The New Christs, The New Christs, The New Christs, The New Christs.
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.