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 Mongolia and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Reagan Youth to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Godley & Creme. All the underground hits.
All Nation of Ulysses tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lakeside 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Slick Rick,
Todd Rundgren,
Skaos,
Young Marble Giants,
New Age Steppers,
Sight & Sound,
Aaron Thompson,
The Motions,
Niagra,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Rod Modell,
Spandau Ballet,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Unrelated Segments,
Masters at Work,
Alice Coltrane,
Stereo Dub,
Scientists,
Archie Shepp,
Flamin' Groovies,
Ultra Naté,
Babytalk,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Five Americans,
Don Cherry,
Harpers Bizarre,
Amazonics,
Stockholm Monsters,
Black Moon,
Robert Hood,
Buzzcocks,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Marshall Jefferson,
Hashim,
Iggy Pop,
Chrome,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
B.T. Express,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Quando Quango,
Henry Cow,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Jandek,
Ohio Players,
The Dead C,
Andrew Hill,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Moebius,
X-101,
Avey Tare,
Sonic Youth,
Cal Tjader,
The American Breed,
Sister Nancy,
Bluetip,
Jimmy McGriff,
Yaz,
The Remains,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Surgeon,
Black Bananas,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu.
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.