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 Chile and from Columbus.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 marimba 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 Q and Not U to the grunge 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 Wire. All the underground hits.
All Rakim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every FM Einheit 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ajijia Myrayebe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dawn Penn,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Funky Four + One,
Kevin Saunderson,
Lindisfarne,
Circle Jerks,
Lower 48,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Von Mondo,
The Modern Lovers,
the Slits,
The Buckinghams,
Zero Boys,
Crispian St. Peters,
Brass Construction,
Joey Negro,
The Move,
Tres Demented,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Q and Not U,
Black Sheep,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Red Krayola,
The Doobie Brothers,
DNA,
Cymande,
The Raincoats,
Terry Callier,
One Last Wish,
Roger Hodgson,
Deadbeat,
Kerri Chandler,
Sight & Sound,
Metal Thangz,
Robert Wyatt,
Pole,
Joyce Sims,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Crime,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
T. Rex,
Toni Rubio,
Barrington Levy,
Scientists,
Lungfish,
Lucky Dragons,
Shuggie Otis,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Ossler,
Drexciya,
Mars,
The Remains,
Barclay James Harvest,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Marvin Gaye,
Faust,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees.
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.