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 Switzerland and from Toronto.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 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 The Neon Judgement to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Bronski Beat. All the underground hits.
All The American Breed tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ronnie Foster 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kurtis Blow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mo-Dettes,
Brothers Johnson,
Fugazi,
Drive Like Jehu,
Liliput,
Iggy Pop,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Chris & Cosey,
Marc Almond,
Gastr Del Sol,
EPMD,
Harry Pussy,
Scan 7,
John Cale,
Cybotron,
Albert Ayler,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Skarface,
The Tremeloes,
Bronski Beat,
Parry Music,
DJ Style,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
ABC,
Kerri Chandler,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Alphaville,
Sonny Sharrock,
Aswad,
Malaria!,
FM Einheit,
Main Source,
David Bowie,
Metal Thangz,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Sun Ra,
Lee Hazlewood,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Icehouse,
MDC,
The Red Krayola,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Seeds,
Lower 48,
Swans,
Peter & Gordon,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Pole,
Patti Smith,
Ituana,
The Gories,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Move,
Bauhaus,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Soft Machine,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Archie Shepp,
Intrusion,
Soul II Soul,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Drexciya,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Electric Prunes,
Scott Walker, Scott Walker, Scott Walker, Scott Walker.
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.