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 Uganda and from Halifax.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 clarinet 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 Basic Channel to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Maurizio. All the underground hits.
All Jawbox tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bill Near record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 synthesizer and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New York Dolls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Todd Rundgren,
B.T. Express,
The Toasters,
Q and Not U,
These Immortal Souls,
The Moleskins,
The Dave Clark Five,
Minny Pops,
Michelle Simonal,
Lindisfarne,
Thee Headcoats,
the Human League,
Crispy Ambulance,
Moebius,
Crash Course in Science,
Banda Bassotti,
Animal Collective,
The United States of America,
Kerrie Biddell,
Tim Buckley,
John Coltrane,
The Moody Blues,
Jesper Dahlback,
Maurizio,
the Fania All-Stars,
Mantronix,
The Dead C,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Das Ding,
Althea and Donna,
Minnie Riperton,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Model 500,
The Cramps,
Big Daddy Kane,
Ituana,
Derrick May,
Colin Newman,
Roxy Music,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Wire,
The Detroit Cobras,
Carl Craig,
The Tremeloes,
Ken Boothe,
Dark Day,
Godley & Creme,
Pantytec,
Amon Düül,
Ornette Coleman,
The Flesh Eaters,
Rites of Spring,
Suicide,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Absolute Body Control,
The Stooges,
The American Breed,
The Pretty Things, The Pretty Things, The Pretty Things, The Pretty Things.
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.