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 Nigeria and from Spokane.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 organ 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 Bill Wells to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 KRS-One. All the underground hits.
All China Crisis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ossler 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Warsaw record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Porter Ricks,
Youth Brigade,
The Slackers,
Quadrant,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Ultimate Spinach,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
CMW,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Schoolly D,
Rhythm & Sound,
Drive Like Jehu,
Bobby Sherman,
The Birthday Party,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Soul II Soul,
Soft Cell,
Bronski Beat,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Trojans,
Glambeats Corp.,
Qualms,
Jesper Dahlback,
Sandy B,
Lou Reed,
Lightning Bolt,
Rosa Yemen,
The Fire Engines,
Aswad,
Black Flag,
Kenny Larkin,
Lalann,
The Cowsills,
the Slits,
48th St. Collective,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Zero Boys,
The Gladiators,
Cecil Taylor,
Davy DMX,
Liliput,
La Düsseldorf,
Gang Gang Dance,
Harmonia,
Absolute Body Control,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Detroit Cobras,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Tears for Fears,
Lower 48,
Excepter,
Grauzone,
Cluster,
The Count Five,
Can,
Yusef Lateef,
Kevin Saunderson,
Second Layer,
The Invisible,
The Durutti Column,
Reuben Wilson,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.