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 Macedonia and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Milan.
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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Bush Tetras to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 A Flock of Seagulls. All the underground hits.
All The Black Dice tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Young Marble Giants record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 an arpeggiator and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lakeside record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mo-Dettes,
Sound Behaviour,
Procol Harum,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Das Ding,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Tres Demented,
the Association,
Hardrive,
Mr. Review,
Leonard Cohen,
Barry Ungar,
The Durutti Column,
Chris Corsano,
LL Cool J,
the Fania All-Stars,
Monolake,
Infiniti,
Black Sheep,
Darondo,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Stockholm Monsters,
Warsaw,
Derrick Morgan,
Agent Orange,
A Certain Ratio,
Lower 48,
Joe Smooth,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Ten City,
Girls At Our Best!,
Rosa Yemen,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Anthony Braxton,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Robert Hood,
Panda Bear,
Eddi Front,
The Slackers,
Public Image Ltd.,
Mandrill,
Maleditus Sound,
Severed Heads,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Cure,
Country Teasers,
Marvin Gaye,
Erykah Badu,
Glenn Branca,
Con Funk Shun,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Crash Course in Science,
The Divine Comedy,
Yellowson,
Anakelly,
Public Enemy,
D'Angelo,
Swell Maps,
Rekid,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel.
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.