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 Lithuania and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 spring reverb 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 ABBA to the disco 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 Ornette Coleman. All the underground hits.
All Flash Fearless tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every MC5 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 theremin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Das Ding record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Zero Boys,
Hardrive,
Althea and Donna,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
U.S. Maple,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Thompson Twins,
Kurtis Blow,
Sexual Harrassment,
FM Einheit,
June of 44,
Boogie Down Productions,
Swell Maps,
Fear,
Prince Buster,
Glenn Branca,
Sight & Sound,
Bronski Beat,
The Red Krayola,
Ice-T,
Albert Ayler,
Ituana,
The Gun Club,
Urselle,
Jandek,
Toni Rubio,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Icehouse,
The Blackbyrds,
Throbbing Gristle,
Buzzcocks,
The Barracudas,
Panda Bear,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
EPMD,
Rites of Spring,
The Music Machine,
The Skatalites,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Surgeon,
Technova,
Newcleus,
Radiohead,
Michelle Simonal,
Ronan,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Charles Mingus,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
CMW,
Robert Görl,
Johnny Clarke,
The Leaves,
Reuben Wilson,
Danielle Patucci,
The Searchers,
Oneida,
Archie Shepp,
Grey Daturas,
Roy Ayers,
Nico,
Motorama,
Bad Manners,
Maurizio, Maurizio, Maurizio, Maurizio.
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.