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 Mexico and from Edmonton.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 güiro 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 Derrick Morgan to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Gian Franco Pienzio. All the underground hits.
All Shoche tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roger Hodgson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barrington Levy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fortunes,
Skaos,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Doors,
Gregory Isaacs,
Pylon,
The Angels of Light,
Bad Manners,
Funkadelic,
Lebanon Hanover,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Eric Copeland,
Bizarre Inc.,
Ultravox,
Oblivians,
Lightning Bolt,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Trumans Water,
Japan,
Saccharine Trust,
OOIOO,
Letta Mbulu,
Steve Hackett,
Suburban Knight,
The Smiths,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Count Five,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Outsiders,
The Motions,
Alison Limerick,
Sonic Youth,
Grey Daturas,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
DJ Style,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Monolake,
Visage,
David McCallum,
Marvin Gaye,
Dennis Brown,
DNA,
Masters at Work,
Freddie Wadling,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Todd Rundgren,
The Last Poets,
Sun Ra,
Althea and Donna,
Judy Mowatt,
Ronan,
the Human League,
Maleditus Sound,
The Offenders,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Eurythmics,
Accadde A,
Khruangbin,
Moebius,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Swans, Swans, Swans, Swans.
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.