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 Botswana and from Bremen.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Essential Logic to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Bang on a Can All-Stars. All the underground hits.
All Lucky Dragons tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Howard Jones record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
James Chance & The Contortions,
Joy Division,
Mars,
Qualms,
Tommy Roe,
Hot Snakes,
Lucky Dragons,
Drexciya,
The Misunderstood,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Derrick Morgan,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Roy Ayers,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Glambeats Corp.,
ABBA,
Subhumans,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Roger Hodgson,
Terrestrial Tones,
Sex Pistols,
Siglo XX,
Toni Rubio,
Robert Hood,
Adolescents,
Suicide,
Joyce Sims,
The Blackbyrds,
The Buckinghams,
Brass Construction,
Lindisfarne,
kango's stein massive,
LL Cool J,
Anakelly,
The Doors,
The Move,
Rod Modell,
Eurythmics,
Yusef Lateef,
Pantaleimon,
Metal Thangz,
Ralphi Rosario,
T.S.O.L.,
Gang Starr,
Agent Orange,
Kas Product,
Main Source,
Dead Boys,
This Heat,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Golliwogs,
Barrington Levy,
Niagra,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Mummies,
Soft Cell,
the Bar-Kays,
Stockholm Monsters,
CMW,
Patti Smith, Patti Smith, Patti Smith, Patti Smith.
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.