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 Paraguay and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 The Litter to the funk 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 MDC. All the underground hits.
All Black Flag tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sonic Youth 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 clarinet and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DJ Style record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Patti Smith,
Darondo,
John Foxx,
Severed Heads,
Terrestrial Tones,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Schoolly D,
Godley & Creme,
Bobby Womack,
Nik Kershaw,
Anakelly,
Outsiders,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
John Lydon,
Cymande,
The Selecter,
Ornette Coleman,
Grandmaster Flash,
June of 44,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Gastr Del Sol,
China Crisis,
Inner City,
Sam Rivers,
Fela Kuti,
Slick Rick,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Fuzztones,
Kenny Larkin,
Boz Scaggs,
The Stooges,
Bronski Beat,
In Retrospect,
Newcleus,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Neil Young,
Thompson Twins,
Q and Not U,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Groovy Waters,
Lyres,
Gang Gang Dance,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Loose Ends,
The Grass Roots,
Barrington Levy,
John Coltrane,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Deepchord,
Bootsy Collins,
Cluster,
Morten Harket,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Junior Murvin,
Scan 7,
The Gladiators,
The Moleskins,
Iggy Pop,
Tres Demented,
LL Cool J, LL Cool J, LL Cool J, LL Cool J.
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.