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 Portugal and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Paris.
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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo to the rap 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 Nick Fraelich. All the underground hits.
All The Grass Roots tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every cv313 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Red Krayola record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Swans,
Bush Tetras,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Severed Heads,
The Fire Engines,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Blues Magoos,
Godley & Creme,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Cure,
Juan Atkins,
Brick,
DJ Sneak,
Organ,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Seeds,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Zapp,
Terry Callier,
Groovy Waters,
Gastr Del Sol,
Robert Hood,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
James White and The Blacks,
Monks,
Ten City,
Mary Jane Girls,
Pagans,
Gichy Dan,
a-ha,
The Sound,
D'Angelo,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Gladiators,
Camberwell Now,
Rites of Spring,
Matthew Halsall,
Depeche Mode,
Liliput,
Stockholm Monsters,
Von Mondo,
The Flesh Eaters,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Talk Talk,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Cameo,
Drexciya,
Sam Rivers,
Animal Collective,
Rakim,
Brass Construction,
Donald Byrd,
Colin Newman,
Tropical Tobacco,
Alphaville,
Skaos,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Gories,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Deakin, Deakin, Deakin, Deakin.
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.