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 Singapore and from Manchester.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Ossler to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Y Pants. All the underground hits.
All Vladislav Delay tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun Ra Arkestra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 mellotron and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Richard Hell and the Voidoids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Toni Rubio,
Carl Craig,
Matthew Halsall,
Saccharine Trust,
Roxy Music,
Ohio Players,
Pagans,
CMW,
Laurel Aitken,
Malaria!,
The Buckinghams,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Fluxion,
Vainqueur,
Girls At Our Best!,
Dark Day,
Tears for Fears,
June Days,
Janne Schatter,
The American Breed,
Ralphi Rosario,
Dawn Penn,
H. Thieme,
Dead Boys,
Neu!,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
John Foxx,
Peter and Kerry,
U.S. Maple,
Crime,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Angels of Light,
Barrington Levy,
Idris Muhammad,
Deadbeat,
Hasil Adkins,
Man Eating Sloth,
Bizarre Inc.,
Eric Copeland,
Nirvana,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Pierre Henry,
The Shadows of Knight,
Thompson Twins,
Harmonia,
Lower 48,
The Moleskins,
kango's stein massive,
Soulsonic Force,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Roy Ayers,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Qualms,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Drive Like Jehu,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Raincoats,
Chris Corsano,
Terry Callier, Terry Callier, Terry Callier, Terry Callier.
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.