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 Germany and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 rhodes 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 Grandmaster Flash to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Aswad. All the underground hits.
All Jeru the Damaja tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pantytec record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 clarinet and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Outsiders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ossler,
Agent Orange,
The Associates,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Morten Harket,
H. Thieme,
Adolescents,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Gong,
Nick Fraelich,
The Motions,
Joe Finger,
kango's stein massive,
Gang of Four,
The Fugs,
Animal Collective,
Main Source,
Chris & Cosey,
Sonic Youth,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Khruangbin,
The Slits,
Don Cherry,
Pagans,
Blancmange,
Ronan,
Boogie Down Productions,
June of 44,
Depeche Mode,
Second Layer,
John Cale,
The Electric Prunes,
Das Ding,
Camberwell Now,
The Kinks,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Moody Blues,
June Days,
Laurel Aitken,
Eli Mardock,
Surgeon,
Neil Young,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Whodini,
Gil Scott Heron,
Flamin' Groovies,
Intrusion,
Swans,
Ronnie Foster,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Standells,
Tres Demented,
Television,
Man Parrish,
The Evens,
Camouflage,
Jeff Lynne,
Darondo,
Franke,
Public Image Ltd.,
Scion,
Avey Tare,
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.