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 Sri Lanka and from Houston.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Calgary.
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 organ 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 Moebius to the crunk 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 Electric Prunes. All the underground hits.
All Niagra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Dave Clark Five record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bill Wells record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dawn Penn,
The Human League,
Organ,
Urselle,
Infiniti,
Sarah Menescal,
Whodini,
Animal Collective,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
the Sonics,
Tubeway Army,
EPMD,
Pere Ubu,
David McCallum,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Kinks,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Bauhaus,
Cymande,
B.T. Express,
Grandmaster Flash,
Flash Fearless,
Crime,
Ohio Players,
The Cowsills,
The Cure,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Wake,
Zero Boys,
Rod Modell,
Eric B and Rakim,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Blues Magoos,
Lebanon Hanover,
Television,
Althea and Donna,
Derrick Morgan,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Rakim,
Wings,
Gil Scott Heron,
Carl Craig,
Cluster,
Cybotron,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Parry Music,
Pagans,
Prince Buster,
The Young Rascals,
La Düsseldorf,
the Soft Cell,
Marc Almond,
Neil Young,
The Standells,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Swans,
Monks,
Jandek,
Tropical Tobacco,
Curtis Mayfield,
Ronan,
Jeff Mills,
Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens.
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.