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 Albania and from Tokyo.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Stockholm.
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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Charles Mingus to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish. All the underground hits.
All Siglo XX tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Interpol record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cal Tjader record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sound Behaviour,
Stiv Bators,
Tubeway Army,
Dave Gahan,
Sonny Sharrock,
Organ,
Deakin,
Jandek,
Average White Band,
The Music Machine,
Masters at Work,
T. Rex,
The Standells,
Nas,
The Cowsills,
Lungfish,
Rapeman,
A Certain Ratio,
Connie Case,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Half Japanese,
The New Christs,
Grey Daturas,
Simply Red,
Patti Smith,
The Gories,
U.S. Maple,
Porter Ricks,
Goldenarms,
Malaria!,
Black Bananas,
Scratch Acid,
Aswad,
Glambeats Corp.,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lebanon Hanover,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Tim Buckley,
Pantytec,
Anthony Braxton,
The Martian,
The Toasters,
Sixth Finger,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Moleskins,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Depeche Mode,
Althea and Donna,
Brass Construction,
Basic Channel,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Vogues,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Associates,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Motions,
Nirvana,
Black Flag,
Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty.
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.