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 Thailand and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 synthesizer 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 Lower 48 to the crunk 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 MC5. All the underground hits.
All Black Sheep tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Smooth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 synthesizer and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Popol Vuh record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Trumans Water,
X-Ray Spex,
Swell Maps,
Pantaleimon,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Radiohead,
The Happenings,
Jeff Lynne,
K-Klass,
Harmonia,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Rufus Thomas,
The Red Krayola,
The Blues Magoos,
John Holt,
Ludus,
Joy Division,
The Cramps,
La Düsseldorf,
Henry Cow,
Motorama,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Boz Scaggs,
Blancmange,
Clear Light,
Judy Mowatt,
Barry Ungar,
OOIOO,
Altered Images,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Young Rascals,
Chris Corsano,
Eli Mardock,
Prince Buster,
Pylon,
Eden Ahbez,
The J.B.'s,
The Leaves,
Donald Byrd,
Alton Ellis,
Ossler,
Lucky Dragons,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Marmalade,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Pop Group,
ABBA,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Connie Case,
Black Moon,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Tubeway Army,
Jacques Brel,
Lyres,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Techniques,
Aloha Tigers,
Wire,
Youth Brigade,
Radiopuhelimet,
Sonic Youth,
Cameo,
Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken.
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.