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 China and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Beasts of Bourbon to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Unwound. All the underground hits.
All Terror Squad Feat. Camron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Chocolate Watch Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra Arkestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Morten Harket,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Dead Boys,
The Beau Brummels,
Ultimate Spinach,
MDC,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Happenings,
Joey Negro,
Faust,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Echospace,
H. Thieme,
The Trojans,
10cc,
Black Moon,
Sarah Menescal,
Animal Collective,
Mission of Burma,
B.T. Express,
the Soft Cell,
The Stooges,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Quando Quango,
The Kinks,
Yusef Lateef,
Supertramp,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sonny Sharrock,
MC5,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Slick Rick,
Barbara Tucker,
Fatback Band,
Blake Baxter,
Alphaville,
Nas,
The Leaves,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Isaac Hayes,
Agitation Free,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Bob Dylan,
JFA,
Visage,
Unwound,
Simply Red,
Technova,
Mo-Dettes,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Black Dice,
Tears for Fears,
The Wake,
The Human League,
The Monochrome Set,
Harpers Bizarre, Harpers Bizarre, Harpers Bizarre, Harpers Bizarre.
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.