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 Greece and from Mexico City.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
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 Neu! to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Colin Newman. All the underground hits.
All Animal Collective tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Andrew Hill 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kenny Larkin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aloha Tigers,
Crispy Ambulance,
Dawn Penn,
Gastr Del Sol,
Amazonics,
Amon Düül,
Tropical Tobacco,
Moss Icon,
Y Pants,
Deepchord,
Symarip,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Yusef Lateef,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Au Pairs,
Unwound,
Pagans,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Minny Pops,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Inner City,
Soft Machine,
The Doors,
Eden Ahbez,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Jimmy McGriff,
Black Flag,
The Victims,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Joe Smooth,
Camouflage,
Yellowson,
Quando Quango,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
U.S. Maple,
Whodini,
Nico,
Marmalade,
Donny Hathaway,
The Angels of Light,
Roxette,
Make Up,
Grey Daturas,
Adolescents,
Wire,
Maurizio,
Kayak,
Jerry's Kids,
ABBA,
Warsaw,
Wasted Youth,
Fad Gadget,
Glenn Branca,
The Toasters,
The Flesh Eaters,
Connie Case,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Blackbyrds,
Von Mondo,
H. Thieme,
Lalann, Lalann, Lalann, Lalann.
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.