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 Liechtenstein and from Spokane.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the theremin 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 Sight & Sound to the electroclash 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 The Leaves. All the underground hits.
All Larry & the Blue Notes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang of Four 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Judy Mowatt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
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,
Leonard Cohen,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Andrew Hill,
Bang On A Can,
Joe Smooth,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Bizarre Inc.,
Crispian St. Peters,
Janne Schatter,
Camberwell Now,
June Days,
Johnny Clarke,
Peter and Kerry,
Frankie Knuckles,
Eddi Front,
MDC,
The Flesh Eaters,
Davy DMX,
Pantaleimon,
Mary Jane Girls,
ABC,
Sister Nancy,
the Normal,
Terry Callier,
Morten Harket,
Quando Quango,
Minutemen,
Massinfluence,
Sun City Girls,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Skriet,
Neu!,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Crispy Ambulance,
Sound Behaviour,
X-Ray Spex,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Gichy Dan,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Nils Olav,
Aaron Thompson,
ABBA,
Eurythmics,
Whodini,
Dawn Penn,
Suburban Knight,
Harry Pussy,
Index,
Skaos,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Names,
Echospace,
CMW,
June of 44,
New Age Steppers,
Tomorrow,
Barrington Levy,
Blake Baxter,
Mark Hollis, Mark Hollis, Mark Hollis, Mark Hollis.
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.