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 Switzerland and from Sao Paulo.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 kango's stein massive to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Moebius. All the underground hits.
All Bang on a Can All-Stars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Half Japanese record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fad Gadget record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gabor Szabo,
Gregory Isaacs,
Robert Görl,
D'Angelo,
Boz Scaggs,
Newcleus,
Electric Light Orchestra,
X-101,
The Cramps,
DJ Style,
Television,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Sonny Sharrock,
Bang On A Can,
Minor Threat,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Mandrill,
The Move,
Clear Light,
The Leaves,
Sam Rivers,
Terrestrial Tones,
Intrusion,
Eurythmics,
Easy Going,
Camouflage,
Bush Tetras,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Pharoah Sanders,
Monolake,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Leonard Cohen,
Spandau Ballet,
The Durutti Column,
The Zeros,
Bobby Byrd,
Electric Prunes,
Maurizio,
Bronski Beat,
Barclay James Harvest,
Kenny Larkin,
The Dead C,
David Axelrod,
The Pretty Things,
Faust,
Fat Boys,
The Doobie Brothers,
Adolescents,
Lee Hazlewood,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Blancmange,
Deepchord,
Outsiders,
New Order,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Arthur Verocai,
One Last Wish,
The Sonics,
Traffic Nightmare,
Iggy Pop,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Letta Mbulu,
Faraquet,
Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover.
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.