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 Somalia and from Mumbai.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 güiro 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 Todd Terry to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Slits. All the underground hits.
All Dead Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sound 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sam Rivers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DNA,
Average White Band,
Sällskapet,
Hasil Adkins,
The Fuzztones,
Leonard Cohen,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Goldenarms,
Pagans,
Royal Trux,
The Cowsills,
Bobby Byrd,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Grey Daturas,
Crash Course in Science,
Kurtis Blow,
Hoover,
Warsaw,
Susan Cadogan,
Marc Almond,
The Doobie Brothers,
John Foxx,
Dave Gahan,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Negative Approach,
Rhythm & Sound,
New York Dolls,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Evens,
Faust,
Ohio Players,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Martian,
UT,
The Cramps,
Delon & Dalcan,
Minor Threat,
MDC,
Jimmy McGriff,
the Germs,
Au Pairs,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Slick Rick,
Mr. Review,
Public Image Ltd.,
Scratch Acid,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Gun Club,
Hashim,
Sight & Sound,
Godley & Creme,
Flash Fearless,
Delta 5,
Fad Gadget,
The Mojo Men,
Black Pus,
Arcadia,
Basic Channel,
Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan.
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.