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 Ukraine and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the sitar 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 Alice Coltrane to the funk 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 Tim Buckley. All the underground hits.
All The Sisters of Mercy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pulsallama 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sonic Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Public Enemy,
Wally Richardson,
Jandek,
Rakim,
The Raincoats,
Lungfish,
The Dead C,
Flamin' Groovies,
Jeff Mills,
Siglo XX,
Pere Ubu,
Model 500,
Pierre Henry,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Dave Clark Five,
Hashim,
Sun Ra,
Drexciya,
Urselle,
Hasil Adkins,
Grandmaster Flash,
Shuggie Otis,
Tim Buckley,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Thompson Twins,
Wolf Eyes,
Clear Light,
Skarface,
Porter Ricks,
The Busters,
Youth Brigade,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Judy Mowatt,
Janne Schatter,
Faust,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Aloha Tigers,
Circle Jerks,
Tears for Fears,
8 Eyed Spy,
Aswad,
kango's stein massive,
Scott Walker,
The Litter,
The Fall,
Black Sheep,
Toni Rubio,
Average White Band,
Slave,
Lindisfarne,
Ultimate Spinach,
Monks,
Mandrill,
The Sonics,
Lightning Bolt,
Audionom,
Davy DMX,
Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor.
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.