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 Kuwait and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 The Evens to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Bill Near. All the underground hits.
All Eddi Front tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grandmaster Flash record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Janne Schatter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sonic Youth,
Echospace,
Surgeon,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Mad Mike,
Aloha Tigers,
Marmalade,
Ludus,
Idris Muhammad,
Matthew Bourne,
Scion,
Moby Grape,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Blackbyrds,
Althea and Donna,
Das Ding,
Babytalk,
Radio Birdman,
Michelle Simonal,
Nick Fraelich,
EPMD,
Matthew Halsall,
Wings,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Index,
Tears for Fears,
Wolf Eyes,
The Sonics,
Angry Samoans,
The Fuzztones,
Kevin Saunderson,
Ultra Naté,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
June Days,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Sugar Minott,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Susan Cadogan,
Radiopuhelimet,
Cal Tjader,
The Moleskins,
Absolute Body Control,
Josef K,
Thompson Twins,
DJ Style,
Half Japanese,
Sandy B,
ABBA,
Unwound,
Lalann,
Essential Logic,
Toni Rubio,
Jeff Mills,
Ronan,
Kerri Chandler,
Erasure,
Scan 7,
Monks,
Howard Jones,
Skarface,
The Residents,
Fluxion, Fluxion, Fluxion, Fluxion.
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.