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 Mozambique and from New York.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 linndrum 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 Matthew Halsall to the dance 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 Swell Maps. All the underground hits.
All Jawbox tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Siglo XX record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Albert Ayler,
Marvin Gaye,
Audionom,
Camouflage,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Spoonie Gee,
T.S.O.L.,
Lyres,
Rites of Spring,
The Happenings,
Dark Day,
Brick,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Swans,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Reagan Youth,
The Stooges,
Supertramp,
Morten Harket,
Laurel Aitken,
The J.B.'s,
Moss Icon,
Pylon,
Bad Manners,
Cybotron,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Alison Limerick,
Animal Collective,
The Fuzztones,
Bootsy Collins,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
the Normal,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The United States of America,
Camberwell Now,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Chris Corsano,
Ronan,
Soft Machine,
Reuben Wilson,
Liliput,
Chris & Cosey,
Rufus Thomas,
Robert Wyatt,
ABBA,
Wire,
Judy Mowatt,
Isaac Hayes,
Cluster,
Fad Gadget,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Ultimate Spinach,
Saccharine Trust,
Traffic Nightmare,
Motorama,
Index,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Sarah Menescal,
Basic Channel,
Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson.
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.