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 Chile and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Roxette to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Nico. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Hutcherson 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rites of Spring record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Clear Light,
Ronan,
Kool Moe Dee,
Niagra,
Whodini,
The Standells,
Qualms,
Suburban Knight,
Neil Young,
Amazonics,
Audionom,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Royal Trux,
The Martian,
Fad Gadget,
Glenn Branca,
The Human League,
Minutemen,
Skriet,
Arab on Radar,
X-102,
The Invisible,
Minnie Riperton,
Junior Murvin,
Babytalk,
Sugar Minott,
Joy Division,
Dual Sessions,
Alice Coltrane,
The Names,
Kas Product,
The Victims,
Khruangbin,
Motorama,
Funky Four + One,
Tears for Fears,
Sarah Menescal,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Groovy Waters,
Gabor Szabo,
Eli Mardock,
Excepter,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Supertramp,
Barry Ungar,
UT,
Lucky Dragons,
Scott Walker,
Erykah Badu,
Soft Machine,
Lightning Bolt,
Accadde A,
Shuggie Otis,
Oblivians,
Marc Almond,
Rufus Thomas,
Steve Hackett,
cv313,
T.S.O.L.,
The Count Five,
Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry.
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.