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 Colombia and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 Michael McDonald 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 Country Joe & The Fish to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Lower 48. All the underground hits.
All MC5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Con Funk Shun record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Little Man record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fortunes,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Warren Ellis,
The Evens,
Aloha Tigers,
Blake Baxter,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Anakelly,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Tubeway Army,
H. Thieme,
Black Flag,
Icehouse,
Sam Rivers,
Los Fastidios,
Ronnie Foster,
Ultra Naté,
Pole,
Tom Boy,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Velvet Underground,
cv313,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
La Düsseldorf,
Bluetip,
Sandy B,
Dark Day,
Unwound,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Josef K,
The Seeds,
Radiohead,
The Five Americans,
Brothers Johnson,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Make Up,
Sonny Sharrock,
Zero Boys,
The Doobie Brothers,
the Soft Cell,
kango's stein massive,
Man Eating Sloth,
Throbbing Gristle,
Lyres,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Gil Scott Heron,
The United States of America,
Royal Trux,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Joy Division,
Pussy Galore,
Junior Murvin,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
R.M.O.,
Masters at Work,
Franke,
Kaleidoscope,
Reagan Youth,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Pantytec,
Y Pants,
John Holt,
Lucky Dragons, Lucky Dragons, Lucky Dragons, Lucky Dragons.
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.