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 Fiji and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 chamberlin 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 Unwound to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Soul Sonic Force. All the underground hits.
All Lizzy Mercier Descloux 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 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 theremin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The United States of America record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tropical Tobacco,
Iggy Pop,
EPMD,
Nation of Ulysses,
Babytalk,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Make Up,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Amon Düül,
Delta 5,
Eli Mardock,
Ohio Players,
Drive Like Jehu,
Soft Machine,
Anakelly,
Dennis Brown,
The Moleskins,
Eddi Front,
The Toasters,
Zapp,
X-102,
Ronan,
David McCallum,
The Litter,
Negative Approach,
X-Ray Spex,
Kenny Larkin,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Fire Engines,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Flamin' Groovies,
Wings,
Roy Ayers,
Bobby Byrd,
This Heat,
The Blues Magoos,
Steve Hackett,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Bauhaus,
Kas Product,
Bob Dylan,
Sixth Finger,
Robert Wyatt,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Sound Behaviour,
Crooked Eye,
Bobby Womack,
Newcleus,
Deakin,
Kurtis Blow,
Jeru the Damaja,
Rekid,
Average White Band,
Deadbeat,
Radiohead,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Magazine,
Little Man,
Pylon,
Laurel Aitken,
Unwound,
Lungfish,
The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain.
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.