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 Canada and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Sam Rivers to the techno 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 Tommy Roe. All the underground hits.
All Barrington Levy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Von Mondo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rotary Connection record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Leaves,
The Blackbyrds,
Heaven 17,
Harry Pussy,
The Saints,
Marine Girls,
Nick Fraelich,
The Knickerbockers,
Radiohead,
Black Flag,
In Retrospect,
Davy DMX,
New Age Steppers,
Half Japanese,
This Heat,
Visage,
The Buckinghams,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Remains,
The Human League,
Bob Dylan,
Pussy Galore,
The Divine Comedy,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Sonics,
Drexciya,
Motorama,
The Kinks,
Scan 7,
Kenny Larkin,
Guru Guru,
John Lydon,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Interpol,
FM Einheit,
Easy Going,
Metal Thangz,
The Real Kids,
The Busters,
Camberwell Now,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Intrusion,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Desert Stars,
Crispy Ambulance,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Raincoats,
Ultra Naté,
Andrew Hill,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Scott Walker,
Tom Boy,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Outsiders,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Tim Buckley,
X-102,
Barry Ungar,
Johnny Clarke,
Fat Boys,
the Bar-Kays,
Patti Smith, Patti Smith, Patti Smith, Patti Smith.
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.