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 Luxembourg and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Toronto.
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 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 Donald Fagen 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 Nas to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Moss Icon. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Hutcherson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scratch Acid 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vaughan Mason & Crew record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mary Jane Girls,
Boredoms,
LL Cool J,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Fugs,
Arcadia,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Infiniti,
The Busters,
The Red Krayola,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Dorothy Ashby,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Walker Brothers,
Peter & Gordon,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Flamin' Groovies,
Grey Daturas,
James White and The Blacks,
Pylon,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Pole,
Junior Murvin,
X-Ray Spex,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Au Pairs,
The Cramps,
Kerrie Biddell,
Qualms,
Joensuu 1685,
Drexciya,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Human League,
Sight & Sound,
Iggy Pop,
Bobby Womack,
Rhythm & Sound,
Roy Ayers,
E-Dancer,
Gabor Szabo,
Flipper,
Scan 7,
Amazonics,
Easy Going,
Inner City,
Warsaw,
The Buckinghams,
Hoover,
Dennis Brown,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Dawn Penn,
The Fuzztones,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Moleskins,
The New Christs,
Fluxion,
Panda Bear,
Ultimate Spinach,
Tom Boy,
The Gories,
The Associates,
Lucky Dragons,
Soft Cell, Soft Cell, Soft Cell, Soft Cell.
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.