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 Albania and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 sitar 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 Quantec to the jazz 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 Maleditus Sound. All the underground hits.
All Hasil Adkins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alton Ellis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sight & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fugs,
Pharoah Sanders,
Ultimate Spinach,
Fear,
Stiv Bators,
Country Teasers,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
These Immortal Souls,
Bill Near,
Ash Ra Tempel,
K-Klass,
Traffic Nightmare,
Mad Mike,
Scan 7,
Crime,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Oblivians,
Japan,
The Techniques,
FM Einheit,
Fugazi,
Jawbox,
Neil Young,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Desert Stars,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Jeff Lynne,
T.S.O.L.,
Half Japanese,
Crispy Ambulance,
Arab on Radar,
The Modern Lovers,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Animal Collective,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Offenders,
Radiohead,
The Knickerbockers,
The Shadows of Knight,
Rakim,
June Days,
The Doors,
Soft Machine,
Das Ding,
Erasure,
Anakelly,
Sarah Menescal,
Eric Copeland,
Althea and Donna,
The Angels of Light,
CMW,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Evens,
the Normal,
Sonic Youth,
The Litter,
Mo-Dettes,
Yusef Lateef,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Sandy B,
Susan Cadogan,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay.
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.