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 Estonia and from Jakarta.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Magazine to the grunge 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 Black Moon. All the underground hits.
All Jesper Dahlbäck tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Jesus and Mary Chain record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 Pagans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rod Modell,
Donald Byrd,
Eddi Front,
Gang Green,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Bill Wells,
Wolf Eyes,
the Slits,
Curtis Mayfield,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Pole,
Gabor Szabo,
Cecil Taylor,
Ultravox,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Theoretical Girls,
Byron Stingily,
L. Decosne,
Nas,
Ponytail,
MDC,
Suicide,
Dead Boys,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Mummies,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Fat Boys,
Average White Band,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Dual Sessions,
Wasted Youth,
Unrelated Segments,
China Crisis,
Marcia Griffiths,
Audionom,
Minnie Riperton,
The Move,
The Modern Lovers,
The Birthday Party,
Rekid,
Cluster,
The Fire Engines,
Ralphi Rosario,
Archie Shepp,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Matthew Bourne,
The Pretty Things,
Mantronix,
Siglo XX,
Quando Quango,
X-102,
Quadrant,
Patti Smith,
Gang Gang Dance,
U.S. Maple,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Ten City,
Lalann,
Don Cherry,
The New Christs,
Wire, Wire, Wire, Wire.
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.