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 Malawi and from Portland.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the organ 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 Darondo to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Sparks. All the underground hits.
All Grandmaster Flash tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gabor Szabo 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joyce Sims record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DNA,
Panda Bear,
The Velvet Underground,
The Kinks,
Davy DMX,
Tomorrow,
Crispian St. Peters,
Soul Sonic Force,
Todd Rundgren,
The Moody Blues,
Black Pus,
Peter & Gordon,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Graham Central Station,
Dead Boys,
Bluetip,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Arthur Verocai,
Agent Orange,
Cymande,
Rod Modell,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Quadrant,
Joensuu 1685,
Gastr Del Sol,
X-Ray Spex,
The Gap Band,
Throbbing Gristle,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Minor Threat,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
F. McDonald,
Stereo Dub,
AZ,
DJ Sneak,
The Cowsills,
Harry Pussy,
Chrome,
The Music Machine,
Judy Mowatt,
Tubeway Army,
Scan 7,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Ultimate Spinach,
Sarah Menescal,
The Stooges,
Desert Stars,
The Cure,
Don Cherry,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Circle Jerks,
Junior Murvin,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Guru Guru,
Fear,
Cecil Taylor,
the Sonics,
The Neon Judgement,
In Retrospect,
Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders.
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.