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 Bangladesh and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Manchester.
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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Stockholm Monsters. All the underground hits.
All Minnie Riperton tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Tremeloes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Joe & The Fish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fugs,
The Monochrome Set,
Arab on Radar,
The Moleskins,
Joy Division,
Juan Atkins,
a-ha,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Radiohead,
Scientists,
Freddie Wadling,
Lower 48,
Ronan,
MDC,
The Gladiators,
Stiv Bators,
Sun City Girls,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Little Man,
Alton Ellis,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The United States of America,
Terry Callier,
Andrew Hill,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Amon Düül,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Deakin,
Crispian St. Peters,
Animal Collective,
Bad Manners,
Faraquet,
Inner City,
Organ,
Don Cherry,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Sex Pistols,
Flipper,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Porter Ricks,
Graham Central Station,
Infiniti,
Tim Buckley,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Bootsy Collins,
Gil Scott Heron,
New Age Steppers,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Mojo Men,
Donald Byrd,
The Golliwogs,
Matthew Bourne,
Robert Görl,
Scrapy,
The Gun Club,
Pole,
David Axelrod,
Jacques Brel,
Godley & Creme,
Eric Dolphy,
The Names,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Doobie Brothers,
Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton.
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.