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 Iraq and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 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 Major Organ And The Adding Machine to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Eric Dolphy. All the underground hits.
All Teenage Jesus and the Jerks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Art Ensemble Of Chicago record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Angels of Light & Akron/Family record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Blake Baxter,
Arcadia,
Goldenarms,
Todd Terry,
Mad Mike,
Lucky Dragons,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Ultravox,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
H. Thieme,
Minny Pops,
Skarface,
The Young Rascals,
Japan,
Sight & Sound,
Faust,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Boz Scaggs,
Nik Kershaw,
The New Christs,
Howard Jones,
Buzzcocks,
Shuggie Otis,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Kayak,
Tubeway Army,
Second Layer,
Albert Ayler,
Joensuu 1685,
The Martian,
The Shadows of Knight,
Ossler,
Radiopuhelimet,
Groovy Waters,
Black Moon,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
DJ Style,
Big Daddy Kane,
Vainqueur,
a-ha,
The Doors,
Reagan Youth,
Connie Case,
The Techniques,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Chris Corsano,
Nils Olav,
Brick,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Animal Collective,
The Seeds,
DJ Sneak,
Isaac Hayes,
The Offenders,
Gang Green,
Ultimate Spinach,
Roxette,
the Normal,
Gregory Isaacs,
Sarah Menescal,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Maleditus Sound, Maleditus Sound, Maleditus Sound, Maleditus Sound.
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.