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 Bhutan and from Lyon.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 Donald Fagen 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 Nico to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Alton Ellis. All the underground hits.
All Technova tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Jesus and Mary Chain 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Slick Rick record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
D'Angelo,
The Trojans,
Black Moon,
Lightning Bolt,
Piero Umiliani,
the Normal,
Rites of Spring,
Saccharine Trust,
Robert Görl,
One Last Wish,
Bobby Womack,
Yazoo,
The Divine Comedy,
Severed Heads,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Magma,
Procol Harum,
Quadrant,
Lalo Schifrin,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Skatalites,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Fad Gadget,
Spandau Ballet,
Second Layer,
Buzzcocks,
Sandy B,
Loose Ends,
Pantaleimon,
K-Klass,
Monks,
Peter and Kerry,
Chris & Cosey,
Guru Guru,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Swell Maps,
Gabor Szabo,
Neil Young,
Ornette Coleman,
Grey Daturas,
Black Bananas,
Ossler,
Cluster,
Cal Tjader,
Laurel Aitken,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Lindisfarne,
The Gories,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Deadbeat,
Blossom Toes,
Soul II Soul,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Bizarre Inc.,
Sparks,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Ten City,
OOIOO,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker.
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.