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 Kiribati and from Seoul.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the snare 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 Sun Ra Arkestra to the grime 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 DNA. All the underground hits.
All Sly & The Family Stone tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Steve Hackett record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ohio Players record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eden Ahbez,
Reagan Youth,
Oblivians,
Hashim,
The Mojo Men,
Camberwell Now,
cv313,
Pharoah Sanders,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Blancmange,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Can,
MDC,
Lightning Bolt,
Blossom Toes,
Bobby Womack,
Motorama,
Subhumans,
H. Thieme,
Soul Sonic Force,
Godley & Creme,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
R.M.O.,
Eve St. Jones,
Barry Ungar,
Bob Dylan,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Modern Lovers,
The Zeros,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
UT,
Arcadia,
Amon Düül,
Y Pants,
Dorothy Ashby,
Fela Kuti,
Judy Mowatt,
Buzzcocks,
Procol Harum,
Roxy Music,
the Germs,
Infiniti,
Jandek,
Au Pairs,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Marshall Jefferson,
Joyce Sims,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Electric Prunes,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Stereo Dub,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
World's Most,
Skarface,
Graham Central Station,
the Bar-Kays,
Connie Case,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Hot Snakes,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Scott Walker,
Terry Callier,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme.
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.