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 Libya and from Salvador.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Second Layer to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Danielle Patucci. All the underground hits.
All Scott Walker tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultra Naté 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Music Machine,
Dark Day,
Sound Behaviour,
The Fugs,
Robert Wyatt,
Soul II Soul,
Ossler,
The Raincoats,
Minutemen,
The Leaves,
The Knickerbockers,
Sarah Menescal,
Rufus Thomas,
Q and Not U,
Peter and Kerry,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
D'Angelo,
Radiopuhelimet,
Trumans Water,
The Smoke,
Dawn Penn,
Au Pairs,
China Crisis,
MC5,
the Germs,
Moss Icon,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Cal Tjader,
UT,
cv313,
Public Image Ltd.,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Vogues,
Negative Approach,
Wire,
Fela Kuti,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Eyeless In Gaza,
John Holt,
Bronski Beat,
Max Romeo,
Derrick May,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
John Foxx,
Joe Smooth,
Faust,
Bush Tetras,
The Buckinghams,
The Victims,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Organ,
Ornette Coleman,
Camberwell Now,
Kurtis Blow,
Slick Rick,
The Angels of Light,
Jeff Lynne,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Eddi Front,
Quando Quango,
Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!.
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.