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 Hungary and from Beijing.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Lyon.
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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Gastr Del Sol 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 Archie Shepp. All the underground hits.
All Royal Trux tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every L. Decosne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Patti Smith record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Sherman,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Motorama,
Rosa Yemen,
Rakim,
Pet Shop Boys,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Animal Collective,
The Trojans,
Ituana,
Urselle,
Wasted Youth,
Prince Buster,
Can,
Mary Jane Girls,
Tommy Roe,
Ossler,
Nas,
The New Christs,
Little Man,
Robert Hood,
The Sonics,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Surgeon,
Marshall Jefferson,
Anthony Braxton,
Brick,
Joe Smooth,
Yusef Lateef,
Ponytail,
The Monks,
Janne Schatter,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Eric Copeland,
Magma,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
UT,
Buzzcocks,
Graham Central Station,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Terrestrial Tones,
Nik Kershaw,
Jerry's Kids,
Aural Exciters,
Electric Prunes,
R.M.O.,
Nico,
Lakeside,
Morten Harket,
Deadbeat,
Funkadelic,
Davy DMX,
Fatback Band,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Gang Green,
Carl Craig,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Gichy Dan, Gichy Dan, Gichy Dan, Gichy Dan.
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.