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 Albania and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Glambeats Corp. to the techno 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 Roxette. All the underground hits.
All Shuggie Otis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Technova 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Leaves record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Q65,
Faraquet,
Spandau Ballet,
Lalann,
Young Marble Giants,
Dark Day,
Gang of Four,
Sound Behaviour,
Quando Quango,
Patti Smith,
Boogie Down Productions,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Avey Tare,
The United States of America,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Durutti Column,
Public Image Ltd.,
Pierre Henry,
New Order,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Fatback Band,
Pere Ubu,
Junior Murvin,
Skaos,
Au Pairs,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Minutemen,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Eric Dolphy,
The Divine Comedy,
E-Dancer,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Fugs,
Popol Vuh,
Johnny Osbourne,
Fluxion,
Pet Shop Boys,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Rakim,
D'Angelo,
Magma,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Basic Channel,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Deadbeat,
Laurel Aitken,
Kerrie Biddell,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Barracudas,
Japan,
Porter Ricks,
Absolute Body Control,
Ossler,
Vainqueur,
Nick Fraelich,
June Days,
Dead Boys,
Talk Talk,
Warsaw,
the Bar-Kays,
Thee Headcoats,
UT, UT, UT, UT.
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.