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 Vanuatu and from Cairo.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Jandek to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 John Foxx. All the underground hits.
All the Fania All-Stars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every D'Angelo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 marimba and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dorothy Ashby record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dave Gahan,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Knickerbockers,
Visage,
Cal Tjader,
Basic Channel,
Jeff Lynne,
Rod Modell,
Tomorrow,
Steve Hackett,
Marine Girls,
The Stooges,
Desert Stars,
Sunsets and Hearts,
48th St. Collective,
Joe Smooth,
Technova,
Pussy Galore,
Tubeway Army,
The Cure,
Roger Hodgson,
New Order,
Soft Machine,
Minutemen,
The Standells,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Evens,
Isaac Hayes,
June Days,
Easy Going,
Television Personalities,
Barclay James Harvest,
the Human League,
Soulsonic Force,
Little Man,
UT,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Music Machine,
Eli Mardock,
Terry Callier,
Spandau Ballet,
Gerry Rafferty,
X-Ray Spex,
The Cramps,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Ronan,
The Flesh Eaters,
Mark Hollis,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Royal Trux,
World's Most,
Kas Product,
T.S.O.L.,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Brand Nubian,
The Black Dice,
Chrome,
The Golliwogs,
Jandek,
The Gories,
Bob Dylan,
The Index,
Tommy Roe,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers.
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.