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 South Sudan and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Sonic Youth to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 The Saints. All the underground hits.
All L. Decosne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cosmic Jokers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul II Soul record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeru the Damaja,
Unrelated Segments,
Brand Nubian,
Barbara Tucker,
Kevin Saunderson,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Kinks,
Echospace,
The Walker Brothers,
Inner City,
Neil Young,
DJ Style,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Vogues,
Sun City Girls,
Eurythmics,
Susan Cadogan,
Funky Four + One,
Slave,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Duran Duran,
Camouflage,
Erasure,
Massinfluence,
Fela Kuti,
Anthony Braxton,
The Pretty Things,
Cluster,
The Black Dice,
Davy DMX,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Jeff Mills,
The Blackbyrds,
Leonard Cohen,
Thee Headcoats,
Laurel Aitken,
Eli Mardock,
A Certain Ratio,
Lakeside,
Outsiders,
B.T. Express,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Harmonia,
Y Pants,
Steve Hackett,
Hardrive,
Girls At Our Best!,
Television Personalities,
The Cure,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Fuzztones,
Bush Tetras,
Marcia Griffiths,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Agent Orange,
Parry Music,
Buzzcocks,
Pharoah Sanders,
Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick.
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.