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 Tajikistan and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the theremin 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 Scientists to the jazz 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 The Fall. All the underground hits.
All Jacob Miller tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kango’s Stein Massive record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 guitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Real Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rufus Thomas,
Bill Near,
Tom Boy,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Doobie Brothers,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Bootsy Collins,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Suicide,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Smoke,
Rekid,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Von Mondo,
Graham Central Station,
Brand Nubian,
John Foxx,
The Smiths,
Sun Ra,
Loose Ends,
The Standells,
Gil Scott Heron,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Qualms,
Dead Boys,
Anakelly,
Jeff Lynne,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Lower 48,
Bad Manners,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Dirtbombs,
Chris & Cosey,
The Black Dice,
Albert Ayler,
The Fire Engines,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Tears for Fears,
The Cowsills,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Robert Wyatt,
Joy Division,
The Motions,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Detroit Cobras,
Deakin,
Dark Day,
Masters at Work,
Connie Case,
The Beau Brummels,
Maleditus Sound,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
a-ha,
Urselle,
Monks,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Bobby Hutcherson,
New York Dolls,
The Slits,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade.
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.