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 Bolivia and from Tokyo.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 sitar 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 Bush Tetras to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 LL Cool J. All the underground hits.
All The Monochrome Set tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Blake Baxter 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Public Image Ltd. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Excepter,
The Toasters,
Fela Kuti,
Soft Cell,
Black Flag,
Liliput,
Dave Gahan,
Erasure,
Fluxion,
Nico,
The Wake,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Livin' Joy,
The Fuzztones,
Boredoms,
Maleditus Sound,
Leonard Cohen,
The Human League,
The Evens,
Erykah Badu,
Drive Like Jehu,
Yusef Lateef,
Joey Negro,
Heaven 17,
Byron Stingily,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Raincoats,
Connie Case,
Joe Smooth,
Frankie Knuckles,
Prince Buster,
Gerry Rafferty,
Lucky Dragons,
The Moody Blues,
Tomorrow,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Lower 48,
Vainqueur,
F. McDonald,
Silicon Teens,
Albert Ayler,
Essential Logic,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Angels of Light,
Franke,
David Axelrod,
Juan Atkins,
Man Parrish,
Minny Pops,
Gang Green,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Cure,
Outsiders,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The American Breed,
Barry Ungar,
The Associates,
Dark Day,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Grass Roots,
Hoover,
Crash Course in Science, Crash Course in Science, Crash Course in Science, Crash Course in Science.
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.