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 Japan and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Bluetip to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Pere Ubu. All the underground hits.
All The Durutti Column tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Whodini 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David McCallum record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Theoretical Girls,
Kayak,
Roxette,
Curtis Mayfield,
LL Cool J,
Von Mondo,
Ultra Naté,
Howard Jones,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Moss Icon,
The Fall,
Basic Channel,
Malaria!,
Cymande,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Cheater Slicks,
The Raincoats,
H. Thieme,
Masters at Work,
Juan Atkins,
Kas Product,
Roy Ayers,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Siglo XX,
Barbara Tucker,
Eve St. Jones,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Last Poets,
New Order,
Black Pus,
New Age Steppers,
Black Bananas,
The Motions,
Panda Bear,
Jerry's Kids,
Outsiders,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Liliput,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Mandrill,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Tomorrow,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sparks,
Tommy Roe,
The Gap Band,
Nation of Ulysses,
Gichy Dan,
Scion,
Adolescents,
John Coltrane,
CMW,
The Durutti Column,
David McCallum,
Rakim,
Thee Headcoats,
Simply Red,
the Bar-Kays,
Lalo Schifrin,
Popol Vuh,
Dorothy Ashby,
Davy DMX,
Terrestrial Tones,
Severed Heads, Severed Heads, Severed Heads, Severed Heads.
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.