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 Greece and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Sam Rivers to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Kas Product. All the underground hits.
All Sunsets and Hearts tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boogie Down Productions 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Larry & the Blue Notes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radiohead,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Cecil Taylor,
The Toasters,
Spoonie Gee,
the Bar-Kays,
The Associates,
Minny Pops,
The Mummies,
Flash Fearless,
Monolake,
Crime,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Sister Nancy,
Ronan,
The Sound,
FM Einheit,
Donny Hathaway,
Piero Umiliani,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Kurtis Blow,
Soft Cell,
John Coltrane,
Absolute Body Control,
Deepchord,
Aswad,
Lalo Schifrin,
Mission of Burma,
Circle Jerks,
Connie Case,
The Knickerbockers,
Jawbox,
Nik Kershaw,
the Fania All-Stars,
Electric Prunes,
The Gap Band,
Marc Almond,
Siglo XX,
Eric B and Rakim,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Bobby Sherman,
Animal Collective,
Marine Girls,
Ronnie Foster,
Matthew Halsall,
Supertramp,
Judy Mowatt,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Dirtbombs,
Fat Boys,
Y Pants,
MDC,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Residents,
A Certain Ratio,
The Sonics,
The Birthday Party,
Television Personalities,
The Cure,
Jacob Miller,
Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood.
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.