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 Yemen and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 Lou Reed 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 Nas to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Newcleus. All the underground hits.
All Eurythmics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Don Cherry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 chamberlin and a spring reverb 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 sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
X-Ray Spex,
Marvin Gaye,
Arcadia,
the Swans,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Modern Lovers,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Rufus Thomas,
Khruangbin,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Bizarre Inc.,
Yazoo,
Nas,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Monochrome Set,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Flipper,
The Fire Engines,
The Smoke,
Grandmaster Flash,
The J.B.'s,
Joey Negro,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Radiohead,
Pet Shop Boys,
Ohio Players,
Michelle Simonal,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Stereo Dub,
Aaron Thompson,
Guru Guru,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Skatalites,
Marc Almond,
Massinfluence,
AZ,
The Offenders,
Fela Kuti,
Skaos,
D'Angelo,
Sun Ra,
Chris Corsano,
Babytalk,
Adolescents,
Reagan Youth,
DJ Style,
Ken Boothe,
Ponytail,
The Walker Brothers,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Vainqueur,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Quadrant,
Peter and Kerry,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Durutti Column,
Pole,
PIL,
Carl Craig,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily.
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.