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 Samoa and from Calgary.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the guitar 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 Fort Wilson Riot to the punk 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 Cheater Slicks. All the underground hits.
All Yellowson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kas Product record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 guitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Womack record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
A Certain Ratio,
The Standells,
Dual Sessions,
The Toasters,
Kevin Saunderson,
Matthew Halsall,
Can,
X-102,
Ultravox,
Bang On A Can,
Tears for Fears,
Babytalk,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Seeds,
Masters at Work,
Moss Icon,
The Sonics,
John Lydon,
The Mojo Men,
Lou Christie,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Average White Band,
The Victims,
Mr. Review,
Harry Pussy,
Byron Stingily,
LL Cool J,
Fatback Band,
Ludus,
Sugar Minott,
Flipper,
Public Enemy,
Barrington Levy,
Albert Ayler,
The Smiths,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Nico,
Slave,
Jeff Mills,
Gastr Del Sol,
Rapeman,
The Techniques,
DJ Style,
Ituana,
Ossler,
Sonny Sharrock,
Colin Newman,
The Move,
Hoover,
Ultra Naté,
Circle Jerks,
E-Dancer,
Piero Umiliani,
Roxette,
Alice Coltrane,
The United States of America,
Newcleus,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Moby Grape,
Jacques Brel,
Sonic Youth,
The Pop Group,
Tubeway Army,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.