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 Sweden and from Manchester.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Winnipeg.
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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Ajijia Myrayebe to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Brick. All the underground hits.
All Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Panda Bear 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Sonics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roger Hodgson,
Nico,
The Fire Engines,
X-102,
The Dead C,
Agitation Free,
Kayak,
The Electric Prunes,
Arab on Radar,
Donald Byrd,
The Walker Brothers,
Japan,
Technova,
Boogie Down Productions,
Mad Mike,
Lindisfarne,
Radiopuhelimet,
Blake Baxter,
Cybotron,
Warsaw,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Pussy Galore,
Guru Guru,
Can,
Anakelly,
Urselle,
Delon & Dalcan,
Leonard Cohen,
The Pretty Things,
MDC,
Avey Tare,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Slackers,
Reuben Wilson,
Bizarre Inc.,
DJ Style,
John Cale,
Organ,
Hardrive,
Dawn Penn,
Ice-T,
Brothers Johnson,
Audionom,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Mr. Review,
The Gories,
Roxette,
Scion,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Yusef Lateef,
Second Layer,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Steve Hackett,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Mantronix,
Grandmaster Flash,
Grey Daturas,
Reagan Youth,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Wally Richardson,
Model 500,
The Angels of Light,
Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci.
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.