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 Ghana and from Winnipeg.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 rhodes 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 Amon Düül to the punk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 The United States of America. All the underground hits.
All Sad Lovers and Giants tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alice Coltrane 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Negative Approach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Selecter,
It's A Beautiful Day,
MDC,
Joey Negro,
Kayak,
Derrick May,
Rufus Thomas,
June of 44,
Soul Sonic Force,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Chris Corsano,
Cluster,
Television,
Matthew Halsall,
Ultimate Spinach,
Yaz,
Dual Sessions,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
kango's stein massive,
Rekid,
Sonic Youth,
Oneida,
Morten Harket,
Cymande,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Soft Machine,
Magma,
Absolute Body Control,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Au Pairs,
Thompson Twins,
Lower 48,
Sam Rivers,
Jacques Brel,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Lou Christie,
Marmalade,
The Human League,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Model 500,
Minor Threat,
The Saints,
Zapp,
Derrick Morgan,
Soft Cell,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Crispian St. Peters,
Saccharine Trust,
Mark Hollis,
Max Romeo,
Anakelly,
Make Up,
the Bar-Kays,
Buzzcocks,
Jawbox,
Eden Ahbez,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme.
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.