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 Montenegro and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 harpsichord 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 Tommy Roe to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Vladislav Delay. All the underground hits.
All cv313 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cybotron 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Agitation Free record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Reagan Youth,
Circle Jerks,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Delon & Dalcan,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Martian,
X-101,
Pussy Galore,
Smog,
The Doors,
Zero Boys,
ABBA,
Surgeon,
The Slackers,
The Stooges,
Mo-Dettes,
Boogie Down Productions,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Roger Hodgson,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Barbara Tucker,
the Germs,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
CMW,
The Gap Band,
KRS-One,
Hasil Adkins,
Steve Hackett,
Mark Hollis,
Unwound,
Moby Grape,
Second Layer,
Mr. Review,
Janne Schatter,
Leonard Cohen,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Motions,
Rhythm & Sound,
Albert Ayler,
Dual Sessions,
Radiohead,
Lindisfarne,
Lebanon Hanover,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Barrington Levy,
Stetsasonic,
Gil Scott Heron,
Lower 48,
The Smoke,
Marcia Griffiths,
Ronan,
Don Cherry,
Animal Collective,
Bob Dylan,
Unrelated Segments,
The Divine Comedy,
Bootsy Collins,
Pagans,
Alice Coltrane,
the Association,
Half Japanese,
Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef.
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.