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 Namibia and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Max Romeo to the disco 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 Half Japanese. All the underground hits.
All L. Decosne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Skatalites record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 a güiro and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pantaleimon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Erasure,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Joe Smooth,
The Red Krayola,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Cymande,
the Germs,
Kevin Saunderson,
OOIOO,
Bauhaus,
Michelle Simonal,
Skriet,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lyres,
This Heat,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Ten City,
Curtis Mayfield,
Saccharine Trust,
Deakin,
Minny Pops,
Mo-Dettes,
Crispian St. Peters,
Sam Rivers,
Oblivians,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Peter and Kerry,
Pantytec,
Absolute Body Control,
H. Thieme,
Albert Ayler,
Grauzone,
Sister Nancy,
Josef K,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Symarip,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Kinks,
the Bar-Kays,
Tears for Fears,
D'Angelo,
Todd Rundgren,
The Monochrome Set,
Sixth Finger,
Bootsy Collins,
Peter & Gordon,
Godley & Creme,
Ultravox,
Kas Product,
Isaac Hayes,
Unwound,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Mary Jane Girls,
X-101,
Max Romeo,
X-Ray Spex,
Nico,
Fad Gadget, Fad Gadget, Fad Gadget, Fad Gadget.
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.