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 Taiwan and from Madrid.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Hardrive to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.
All Sixth Finger tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nick Fraelich record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Khruangbin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scan 7,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Camberwell Now,
Outsiders,
Eddi Front,
Grey Daturas,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Stooges,
Cheater Slicks,
The Sonics,
Al Stewart,
Amazonics,
Unrelated Segments,
James White and The Blacks,
Youth Brigade,
The Leaves,
the Human League,
Von Mondo,
Smog,
Silicon Teens,
Radiohead,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Mandrill,
Thee Headcoats,
Underground Resistance,
Pantaleimon,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Slits,
Amon Düül,
Ornette Coleman,
Aural Exciters,
Cluster,
The Flesh Eaters,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Audionom,
Urselle,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Techniques,
Black Moon,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Bang On A Can,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Alphaville,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Smoke,
Cameo,
Jesper Dahlback,
Excepter,
Swans,
Eric B and Rakim,
Blake Baxter,
Tim Buckley,
The Motions,
The Happenings,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Busters,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Q65,
K-Klass,
Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet.
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.