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 Monaco and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the oboe 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 Thee Headcoats to the techno 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 Terry Callier. All the underground hits.
All Jesper Dahlback tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Kinks 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sarah Menescal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skarface,
Monolake,
Dawn Penn,
Chrome,
Symarip,
The Residents,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Throbbing Gristle,
Amon Düül II,
Soul Sonic Force,
Funky Four + One,
Monks,
Faraquet,
Arab on Radar,
Boredoms,
X-102,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Nils Olav,
Intrusion,
Janne Schatter,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Royal Trux,
the Human League,
Sandy B,
The Dave Clark Five,
Quadrant,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Roger Hodgson,
DJ Style,
Ohio Players,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Detroit Cobras,
Ponytail,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Star Department,
Guru Guru,
Main Source,
Youth Brigade,
Brass Construction,
Vladislav Delay,
The Sonics,
Derrick Morgan,
Alison Limerick,
Nick Fraelich,
Little Man,
Bush Tetras,
Terry Callier,
Lungfish,
Barrington Levy,
Maurizio,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Vainqueur,
The Moody Blues,
Kas Product,
the Swans,
Terrestrial Tones,
Blossom Toes,
Lower 48,
The Mummies,
Tomorrow,
48th St. Collective,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic.
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.