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 Antigua and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Jandek to the disco 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 Von Mondo. All the underground hits.
All The Dead C tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cowsills record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David McCallum record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Al Stewart,
These Immortal Souls,
Tears for Fears,
Can,
Crispian St. Peters,
Patti Smith,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Moss Icon,
Gerry Rafferty,
Stereo Dub,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Infiniti,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Nils Olav,
The Saints,
The Monochrome Set,
Jacques Brel,
cv313,
Barclay James Harvest,
kango's stein massive,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Cheater Slicks,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Dead C,
Skriet,
Soul Sonic Force,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Names,
Throbbing Gristle,
Kaleidoscope,
the Germs,
Royal Trux,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Zapp,
Babytalk,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Susan Cadogan,
Porter Ricks,
Matthew Halsall,
Ten City,
Michelle Simonal,
Slick Rick,
Interpol,
Groovy Waters,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Glenn Branca,
Chris Corsano,
Average White Band,
Lucky Dragons,
Black Moon,
Pet Shop Boys,
Lyres,
ABC,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Tubeway Army,
Tom Boy,
DNA,
Prince Buster,
The Dirtbombs,
Bobby Womack,
Sun Ra,
Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter.
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.