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 Fiji and from Mumbai.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Wolf Eyes to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Bill Near. All the underground hits.
All Roxette tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fear record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Moody Blues record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Moody Blues,
X-102,
Q65,
Peter and Kerry,
Monolake,
The Black Dice,
Basic Channel,
the Swans,
Glenn Branca,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Cymande,
Index,
Chrome,
David McCallum,
Scratch Acid,
Bob Dylan,
The Gun Club,
Clear Light,
Average White Band,
Todd Terry,
Colin Newman,
Patti Smith,
Ronnie Foster,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Fugazi,
Negative Approach,
Kevin Saunderson,
Bush Tetras,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
DJ Style,
Masters at Work,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Rites of Spring,
Ponytail,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Bad Manners,
Don Cherry,
Tres Demented,
The Gladiators,
Gichy Dan,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Vladislav Delay,
Connie Case,
L. Decosne,
Sexual Harrassment,
Cal Tjader,
The Fugs,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Motions,
Ohio Players,
Joey Negro,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Music Machine,
Franke,
Gang Green,
The Litter,
Barbara Tucker,
Circle Jerks,
Dennis Brown,
Peter & Gordon,
Joyce Sims,
Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force.
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.