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 Nepal and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 Tom Verlaine 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 Neil Young & Crazy Horse to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Gichy Dan. All the underground hits.
All Young Marble Giants tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nick Fraelich 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Depeche Mode record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moss Icon,
Gil Scott Heron,
Leonard Cohen,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Hashim,
Echospace,
These Immortal Souls,
cv313,
Cheater Slicks,
Ultimate Spinach,
Lower 48,
Khruangbin,
Accadde A,
Das Ding,
Babytalk,
K-Klass,
Suicide,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Rosa Yemen,
The Red Krayola,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Moby Grape,
Panda Bear,
Max Romeo,
One Last Wish,
The Names,
Nico,
Loose Ends,
Angry Samoans,
Jeru the Damaja,
Barry Ungar,
The Monochrome Set,
Skriet,
Curtis Mayfield,
New Order,
Unwound,
Delta 5,
New York Dolls,
Maleditus Sound,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Sight & Sound,
Cymande,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Bobby Byrd,
Marshall Jefferson,
Half Japanese,
Trumans Water,
Whodini,
Fatback Band,
La Düsseldorf,
Little Man,
Yellowson,
Wally Richardson,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Eddi Front,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Detroit Cobras,
Kerrie Biddell,
KRS-One,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Hot Snakes,
Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu.
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.