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 Vanuatu and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Spokane.
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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Cal Tjader to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks. All the underground hits.
All Jawbox tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lee Hazlewood 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aaron Thompson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Arcadia,
Donald Byrd,
Cheater Slicks,
Mr. Review,
Robert Görl,
ABBA,
The Motions,
Groovy Waters,
Funky Four + One,
Lucky Dragons,
Rufus Thomas,
Gil Scott Heron,
Easy Going,
Al Stewart,
Patti Smith,
Alice Coltrane,
Ice-T,
Crime,
Roxy Music,
Johnny Clarke,
Dark Day,
The Kinks,
the Association,
Unrelated Segments,
Fear,
Animal Collective,
John Coltrane,
Bobby Byrd,
Public Image Ltd.,
Morten Harket,
Black Moon,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Inner City,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Offenders,
Anthony Braxton,
Infiniti,
Terry Callier,
In Retrospect,
Electric Prunes,
Deakin,
Neu!,
H. Thieme,
This Heat,
F. McDonald,
Second Layer,
The Dave Clark Five,
Eden Ahbez,
The Blackbyrds,
Archie Shepp,
Aloha Tigers,
The Human League,
Neil Young,
EPMD,
Janne Schatter,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Charles Mingus,
James White and The Blacks,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family.
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.