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 Uganda and from London.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Taipei.
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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the guitar 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 The Sound to the jazz 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 X-102. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Avey Tare record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nation of Ulysses record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rapeman,
Audionom,
Ponytail,
Hasil Adkins,
Thee Headcoats,
Traffic Nightmare,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Tropical Tobacco,
Quadrant,
Connie Case,
Deepchord,
The Martian,
Skaos,
Ultimate Spinach,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Andrew Hill,
Ice-T,
Tom Boy,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Scan 7,
Marvin Gaye,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Associates,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Seeds,
Rekid,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Star Department,
Todd Terry,
Royal Trux,
Matthew Bourne,
Gang Gang Dance,
Tubeway Army,
F. McDonald,
Mary Jane Girls,
Kenny Larkin,
Skriet,
Tomorrow,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Procol Harum,
Ornette Coleman,
DJ Style,
Rotary Connection,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
This Heat,
Spoonie Gee,
Scion,
Infiniti,
Unwound,
Lebanon Hanover,
New York Dolls,
The Smoke,
Wire,
New Age Steppers,
The Residents,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Cure,
John Foxx,
Masters at Work,
Loose Ends,
Interpol,
Minutemen, Minutemen, Minutemen, Minutemen.
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.