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 Micronesia and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Fluxion. All the underground hits.
All Brick tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Banda Bassotti record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 theremin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skriet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Isaac Hayes,
Wolf Eyes,
Kayak,
The Pop Group,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Quantec,
Sam Rivers,
Dennis Brown,
Black Moon,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Crash Course in Science,
UT,
Fluxion,
Dave Gahan,
JFA,
Donny Hathaway,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Organ,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Amazonics,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Visage,
Parry Music,
Gastr Del Sol,
Model 500,
The Neon Judgement,
Nils Olav,
Cameo,
The New Christs,
James White and The Blacks,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Todd Terry,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Royal Trux,
Little Man,
Swell Maps,
kango's stein massive,
David Axelrod,
Audionom,
Thompson Twins,
Unwound,
Black Pus,
Al Stewart,
Surgeon,
The Tremeloes,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Mad Mike,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Gap Band,
Simply Red,
Roxy Music,
Lebanon Hanover,
Lalo Schifrin,
Rapeman,
Bauhaus,
Ludus,
Section 25,
La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf.
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.