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 Laos and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Lille.
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 spring reverb 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 Drive Like Jehu to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Faust. All the underground hits.
All Ornette Coleman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Doors record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pierre Henry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultra Naté,
Funkadelic,
Intrusion,
Dawn Penn,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Unrelated Segments,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Masters at Work,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Tomorrow,
Harmonia,
Moss Icon,
The Kinks,
Byron Stingily,
Gang Gang Dance,
Dennis Brown,
Eric Copeland,
Excepter,
Peter & Gordon,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Josef K,
Pussy Galore,
Bang On A Can,
Sällskapet,
The Velvet Underground,
The Cramps,
Second Layer,
Country Joe & The Fish,
X-102,
Motorama,
Donny Hathaway,
Absolute Body Control,
Althea and Donna,
Chris & Cosey,
Theoretical Girls,
Sonic Youth,
Piero Umiliani,
Yazoo,
The Cowsills,
The Martian,
Don Cherry,
Dave Gahan,
Black Bananas,
Scott Walker,
Joe Finger,
Goldenarms,
Radiohead,
Con Funk Shun,
Tubeway Army,
The Angels of Light,
Scion,
The Modern Lovers,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Rosa Yemen,
The Monks,
Cybotron,
Todd Terry,
Eric Dolphy,
Sixth Finger,
Blancmange,
The Skatalites,
The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes.
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.