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 Andorra and from Columbus.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Panda Bear to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Deadbeat. All the underground hits.
All Urselle tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Circle Jerks 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kenny Larkin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rekid,
Hot Snakes,
Gang of Four,
Con Funk Shun,
Franke,
Eddi Front,
Slave,
The Doors,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Jeff Mills,
Tears for Fears,
Joy Division,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Techniques,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Glenn Branca,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Kayak,
The Trojans,
Robert Wyatt,
Flamin' Groovies,
the Association,
June of 44,
CMW,
The Leaves,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Neon Judgement,
Easy Going,
X-Ray Spex,
Sam Rivers,
Skaos,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Offenders,
Bobbi Humphrey,
the Normal,
Spoonie Gee,
Pulsallama,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Gories,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Ituana,
Joensuu 1685,
Derrick Morgan,
Icehouse,
Radiohead,
James White and The Blacks,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Fluxion,
kango's stein massive,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
L. Decosne,
Michelle Simonal,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
David Axelrod,
the Germs,
The Doobie Brothers,
Kurtis Blow,
Josef K,
Thee Headcoats,
Banda Bassotti,
Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith.
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.