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 Uzbekistan and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Manila.
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 marimba 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 Sandy B to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Erykah Badu. All the underground hits.
All Kenny Larkin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lyres 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Siouxsie and the Banshees record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Associates,
Sound Behaviour,
Patti Smith,
The Monochrome Set,
LL Cool J,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Sarah Menescal,
A Certain Ratio,
Amon Düül,
Lalann,
Stetsasonic,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Residents,
Minnie Riperton,
The Fire Engines,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Real Kids,
Fad Gadget,
Donald Byrd,
Warsaw,
Gerry Rafferty,
Marmalade,
Boz Scaggs,
Crime,
Wolf Eyes,
Cal Tjader,
Yusef Lateef,
F. McDonald,
Terrestrial Tones,
ABBA,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Five Americans,
Ossler,
Black Moon,
Con Funk Shun,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Vogues,
Derrick May,
Vladislav Delay,
Todd Terry,
The Stooges,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Tom Boy,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Easy Going,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Isaac Hayes,
D'Angelo,
Black Pus,
The Shadows of Knight,
Blancmange,
Underground Resistance,
Roxette,
Rod Modell,
Saccharine Trust,
The Monks,
Accadde A,
Das Ding,
Organ,
The Human League,
Panda Bear, Panda Bear, Panda Bear, Panda Bear.
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.