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 Iceland and from Delhi.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the 808 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 Unrelated Segments to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 The Detroit Cobras. All the underground hits.
All Pere Ubu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marcia Griffiths 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an oboe 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 snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Electric Light Orchestra,
Interpol,
The Star Department,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
H. Thieme,
Stiv Bators,
EPMD,
The Modern Lovers,
Lebanon Hanover,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The J.B.'s,
Tubeway Army,
Symarip,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Warren Ellis,
Freddie Wadling,
Motorama,
Jimmy McGriff,
Masters at Work,
Davy DMX,
Arcadia,
Saccharine Trust,
Sex Pistols,
The Fall,
Panda Bear,
The Human League,
Grauzone,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Smoke,
Janne Schatter,
The Neon Judgement,
Icehouse,
Organ,
One Last Wish,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
ABC,
Boogie Down Productions,
Bizarre Inc.,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Carl Craig,
48th St. Collective,
The Kinks,
Mr. Review,
Funkadelic,
Underground Resistance,
Accadde A,
Ituana,
Agent Orange,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Robert Wyatt,
The Shadows of Knight,
Flipper,
June of 44,
Bush Tetras,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Suicide,
Main Source,
Vladislav Delay,
Gabor Szabo,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Quando Quango,
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.