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 Syria and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 John Holt to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Clear Light. All the underground hits.
All Ituana tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Matthew Halsall record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Von Mondo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roy Ayers,
Glenn Branca,
Jesper Dahlback,
Black Pus,
AZ,
FM Einheit,
Shuggie Otis,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Dave Clark Five,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Cybotron,
Moss Icon,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Babytalk,
Nico,
Donald Byrd,
Robert Wyatt,
Country Joe & The Fish,
10cc,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Archie Shepp,
Duran Duran,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
In Retrospect,
Suicide,
Gregory Isaacs,
Scratch Acid,
Alice Coltrane,
New Age Steppers,
Wings,
X-101,
Graham Central Station,
Byron Stingily,
Avey Tare,
Iggy Pop,
Quantec,
The Stooges,
Patti Smith,
Moebius,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Eric Dolphy,
Mark Hollis,
KRS-One,
Letta Mbulu,
Susan Cadogan,
Goldenarms,
Toni Rubio,
Lou Reed,
Radiohead,
The Gap Band,
Unrelated Segments,
the Association,
The Saints,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
La Düsseldorf,
Icehouse,
Royal Trux,
the Fania All-Stars,
Curtis Mayfield,
F. McDonald,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog.
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.