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 Ghana and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Swans to the rock 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 Josef K. All the underground hits.
All The Fall tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-Ray Spex record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 a marimba and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythm & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Electric Light Orchestra,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Popol Vuh,
Symarip,
Eden Ahbez,
Nation of Ulysses,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Sonic Youth,
Johnny Osbourne,
Neu!,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Darondo,
Desert Stars,
Dennis Brown,
Excepter,
Janne Schatter,
Essential Logic,
Niagra,
Connie Case,
Lalo Schifrin,
Talk Talk,
Sex Pistols,
Brothers Johnson,
Donny Hathaway,
Crash Course in Science,
FM Einheit,
The Gap Band,
Shoche,
Boz Scaggs,
Masters at Work,
Half Japanese,
Y Pants,
Lee Hazlewood,
Monolake,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Unrelated Segments,
Mo-Dettes,
Yazoo,
Cheater Slicks,
Soul Sonic Force,
Rites of Spring,
Andrew Hill,
Cameo,
Bush Tetras,
Das Ding,
Dawn Penn,
Marine Girls,
Grey Daturas,
Basic Channel,
Nas,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Minny Pops,
CMW,
Smog,
Ultra Naté,
Eric B and Rakim,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Schoolly D,
Neil Young,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Mad Mike,
Ornette Coleman,
Youth Brigade,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Negative Approach, Negative Approach, Negative Approach, Negative Approach.
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.