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 Armenia and from Manila.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Charles Mingus to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Mark Hollis. All the underground hits.
All June Days tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Smog record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 a marimba and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a FM Einheit record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gong,
Outsiders,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Mark Hollis,
Mo-Dettes,
Zero Boys,
FM Einheit,
Bobby Womack,
The Human League,
Blancmange,
The Modern Lovers,
Excepter,
Yusef Lateef,
Lightning Bolt,
UT,
Silicon Teens,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Rapeman,
CMW,
Pantaleimon,
Brass Construction,
Shuggie Otis,
Boz Scaggs,
Soulsonic Force,
Scrapy,
Hasil Adkins,
Second Layer,
Tom Boy,
the Association,
Joensuu 1685,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Janne Schatter,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Sun City Girls,
The Vogues,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Chrome,
U.S. Maple,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Jandek,
Darondo,
Clear Light,
Slave,
Cheater Slicks,
Panda Bear,
The Smoke,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Procol Harum,
MC5,
Vainqueur,
The Trojans,
Danielle Patucci,
Groovy Waters,
Davy DMX,
Pagans,
The Cure,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Flesh Eaters,
EPMD,
Al Stewart,
Fluxion, Fluxion, Fluxion, Fluxion.
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.