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 Micronesia and from New York.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Unwound to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Franke. All the underground hits.
All The Black Dice tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fifty Foot Hose 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bootsy's Rubber Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Faust,
Leonard Cohen,
Ponytail,
Scientists,
Visage,
Underground Resistance,
The Searchers,
Neil Young,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Qualms,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Joyce Sims,
FM Einheit,
Fluxion,
Derrick May,
Average White Band,
The Vogues,
Joe Smooth,
Mandrill,
Yazoo,
Depeche Mode,
Lower 48,
Jesper Dahlback,
Mantronix,
Janne Schatter,
D'Angelo,
Rufus Thomas,
Thee Headcoats,
Lightning Bolt,
The Remains,
Japan,
R.M.O.,
Soulsonic Force,
Henry Cow,
Unwound,
Black Flag,
Juan Atkins,
Deakin,
The Dave Clark Five,
Tubeway Army,
Gabor Szabo,
the Fania All-Stars,
Dennis Brown,
Andrew Hill,
Goldenarms,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Eve St. Jones,
Zero Boys,
The Mojo Men,
The Grass Roots,
Iggy Pop,
Eli Mardock,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Carl Craig,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Velvet Underground,
Freddie Wadling, Freddie Wadling, Freddie Wadling, Freddie Wadling.
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.