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 Mongolia and from Tokyo.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Delon & Dalcan to the techno 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 the Normal. All the underground hits.
All Royal Trux tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lower 48 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Echospace record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Althea and Donna,
Grey Daturas,
X-102,
June Days,
Byron Stingily,
Jerry Gold Smith,
UT,
Amon Düül II,
The Durutti Column,
the Association,
Crispian St. Peters,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Animal Collective,
Sex Pistols,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Man Eating Sloth,
Bluetip,
The Slits,
The Smiths,
Eden Ahbez,
cv313,
Blake Baxter,
The Beau Brummels,
Stiv Bators,
Sonic Youth,
Robert Hood,
Lakeside,
Radiohead,
Steve Hackett,
AZ,
Johnny Clarke,
Agent Orange,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Sonny Sharrock,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Isaac Hayes,
MDC,
Kurtis Blow,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Delon & Dalcan,
Gang Starr,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Marc Almond,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Donny Hathaway,
Sällskapet,
Bang On A Can,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Ronnie Foster,
Soft Cell,
Ken Boothe,
Terrestrial Tones,
Kerri Chandler,
Bobby Sherman,
Qualms,
John Cale,
Pulsallama,
Ossler,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Newcleus,
Jacob Miller,
Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin.
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.