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 Grenada and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 Holger Czukay 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 Alice Coltrane to the dance 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 Absolute Body Control. All the underground hits.
All Ossler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Isaac Hayes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Unrelated Segments record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Parry Music,
The Doobie Brothers,
Pussy Galore,
Ronan,
Jerry's Kids,
Groovy Waters,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Judy Mowatt,
Minnie Riperton,
Essential Logic,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Los Fastidios,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
10cc,
Gregory Isaacs,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Yaz,
Mo-Dettes,
Todd Rundgren,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Robert Hood,
Depeche Mode,
Gil Scott Heron,
Godley & Creme,
ABC,
Gong,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Joyce Sims,
K-Klass,
The Tremeloes,
Faust,
U.S. Maple,
This Heat,
Silicon Teens,
The Mojo Men,
Goldenarms,
ABBA,
Deepchord,
the Slits,
Fear,
The Birthday Party,
Max Romeo,
Moby Grape,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Massinfluence,
Todd Terry,
Reagan Youth,
Roger Hodgson,
Minor Threat,
The Techniques,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Outsiders,
Pulsallama,
The Knickerbockers,
Kerri Chandler,
Cluster,
Interpol,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Japan,
Terry Callier,
Kurtis Blow,
Agent Orange, Agent Orange, Agent Orange, Agent Orange.
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.