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 Somalia and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 sitar 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 Organ to the punk 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 the Fania All-Stars. All the underground hits.
All Kool G Rap & DJ Polo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 mellotron and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rites of Spring record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Al Stewart,
Gang Green,
Todd Terry,
Sound Behaviour,
10cc,
Glambeats Corp.,
Popol Vuh,
The Gap Band,
Swell Maps,
Oblivians,
Danielle Patucci,
Bobby Sherman,
K-Klass,
Deepchord,
The Last Poets,
Second Layer,
Man Eating Sloth,
E-Dancer,
Scan 7,
The Grass Roots,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Faraquet,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Livin' Joy,
Nils Olav,
Terrestrial Tones,
Gil Scott Heron,
Alphaville,
Freddie Wadling,
Dark Day,
Simply Red,
Harry Pussy,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Rapeman,
Quando Quango,
Tres Demented,
Newcleus,
Kerrie Biddell,
Rotary Connection,
Joey Negro,
Scion,
Kerri Chandler,
Camberwell Now,
Alison Limerick,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Joe Smooth,
Mad Mike,
Lalo Schifrin,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Black Moon,
PIL,
Man Parrish,
Basic Channel,
Cluster,
Panda Bear,
Morten Harket,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Marmalade,
The Buckinghams,
Sister Nancy,
the Association, the Association, the Association, the Association.
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.