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 Haiti and from Madrid.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the snare 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 Rhythm & Sound to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Marc Almond. All the underground hits.
All Jandek tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Maurizio 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Crispy Ambulance record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Ossler,
DJ Sneak,
Aswad,
Boogie Down Productions,
Warsaw,
The Seeds,
Barrington Levy,
This Heat,
Harpers Bizarre,
Jerry's Kids,
Piero Umiliani,
The Knickerbockers,
Fluxion,
The Red Krayola,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Soulsonic Force,
Morten Harket,
Shoche,
Bootsy Collins,
Fat Boys,
Kenny Larkin,
Lalo Schifrin,
Gang Green,
Tropical Tobacco,
Matthew Halsall,
The Victims,
Swell Maps,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
John Lydon,
Boredoms,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Colin Newman,
Wolf Eyes,
EPMD,
John Cale,
Dennis Brown,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Mary Jane Girls,
Wire,
Fad Gadget,
LL Cool J,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Jimmy McGriff,
Max Romeo,
Black Flag,
Eric Dolphy,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Slick Rick,
The Invisible,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Oneida,
David Axelrod,
Marine Girls,
Stockholm Monsters,
Smog,
B.T. Express,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Young Rascals,
Dead Boys,
Curtis Mayfield,
New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers.
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.