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 Morocco and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Mumbai.
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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 London Community Gospel Choir to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Outsiders. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Agitation Free record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra Arkestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
a-ha,
The Searchers,
Carl Craig,
Main Source,
Echospace,
The Leaves,
Isaac Hayes,
Camouflage,
The Gap Band,
Section 25,
The Red Krayola,
Swans,
JFA,
Parry Music,
kango's stein massive,
Barry Ungar,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Tears for Fears,
Flipper,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Misunderstood,
Unwound,
The Dave Clark Five,
Susan Cadogan,
John Holt,
Brick,
Ponytail,
Excepter,
Aaron Thompson,
Newcleus,
Kerrie Biddell,
Albert Ayler,
Supertramp,
Organ,
Sound Behaviour,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sonic Youth,
Whodini,
Yaz,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Saccharine Trust,
U.S. Maple,
Sun Ra,
June Days,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Moss Icon,
Joyce Sims,
Tropical Tobacco,
Ralphi Rosario,
Tim Buckley,
Surgeon,
Kool Moe Dee,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
D'Angelo,
Joe Finger,
The Dirtbombs,
X-101,
The Busters,
Mad Mike,
Jandek,
Grandmaster Flash,
Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim.
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.