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 Dominica and from Manila.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Portland.
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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Joyce Sims to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Bang On A Can. All the underground hits.
All Little Man tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Urselle record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Isaac Hayes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nation of Ulysses,
Erykah Badu,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Man Eating Sloth,
Fugazi,
Harpers Bizarre,
Robert Wyatt,
Dave Gahan,
Au Pairs,
Bang On A Can,
Animal Collective,
Trumans Water,
Suburban Knight,
The Young Rascals,
The Remains,
Vainqueur,
Newcleus,
Swell Maps,
The Shadows of Knight,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Banda Bassotti,
Throbbing Gristle,
Average White Band,
Scrapy,
Delta 5,
Television Personalities,
Cal Tjader,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Can,
Davy DMX,
kango's stein massive,
Ponytail,
The Associates,
Livin' Joy,
The Sonics,
Oneida,
Chris Corsano,
The Music Machine,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Hasil Adkins,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Five Americans,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
10cc,
Rakim,
Cecil Taylor,
The Selecter,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Litter,
Audionom,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Marshall Jefferson,
X-Ray Spex,
The Misunderstood,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Interpol,
The Motions,
Spandau Ballet,
The Busters,
Sonic Youth,
The Birthday Party,
Ronan,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48.
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.