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 Sri Lanka and from Shanghai.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Seoul.
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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the marimba 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 Drexciya to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Adolescents. All the underground hits.
All Manfred Mann's Earth Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kaleidoscope 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vaughan Mason & Crew record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bauhaus,
Urselle,
Sound Behaviour,
Ronnie Foster,
FM Einheit,
Eric Copeland,
Smog,
Roxy Music,
The Zeros,
Adolescents,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Don Cherry,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Be Bop Deluxe,
In Retrospect,
The Birthday Party,
The Residents,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Audionom,
Boz Scaggs,
A Certain Ratio,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Pet Shop Boys,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Velvet Underground,
Soft Machine,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Eric B and Rakim,
Cybotron,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Patti Smith,
the Soft Cell,
Alton Ellis,
Barbara Tucker,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Smiths,
Laurel Aitken,
Maleditus Sound,
Chris Corsano,
The Fugs,
Gregory Isaacs,
Bootsy Collins,
Peter & Gordon,
Danielle Patucci,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Vladislav Delay,
Banda Bassotti,
Gong,
Lyres,
Sight & Sound,
The Wake,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Subhumans,
Newcleus,
Deepchord,
Glambeats Corp.,
Whodini,
Sexual Harrassment,
Lightning Bolt,
New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers.
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.