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 Barbados and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 sitar 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 Television Personalities to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Siouxsie and the Banshees. All the underground hits.
All The Fortunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Animal Collective 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
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 Crash Course in Science record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soulsonic Force,
Aloha Tigers,
Lou Christie,
Sun Ra,
Animal Collective,
The Remains,
The Fire Engines,
Ronan,
Patti Smith,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Zero Boys,
Archie Shepp,
The Residents,
Cecil Taylor,
Grauzone,
Fluxion,
Fear,
June Days,
Accadde A,
Anthony Braxton,
The Invisible,
Soft Machine,
Essential Logic,
Faust,
Groovy Waters,
DJ Style,
Anakelly,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Sixth Finger,
Bizarre Inc.,
Skaos,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Sugar Minott,
Barbara Tucker,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Technova,
the Slits,
John Lydon,
Faraquet,
The Names,
The Human League,
Eurythmics,
Nirvana,
DJ Sneak,
Rekid,
Unrelated Segments,
Kerri Chandler,
T.S.O.L.,
The Music Machine,
Al Stewart,
R.M.O.,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Funkadelic,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Fela Kuti,
The Busters,
Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless.
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.