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 Sierra Leone and from Stockholm.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Toronto.
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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the marimba 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 Johnny Clarke to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Whodini. All the underground hits.
All Marvin Gaye tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Public Enemy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 spring reverb and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Terrestrial Tones record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Terry Callier,
Terrestrial Tones,
Procol Harum,
Silicon Teens,
Lebanon Hanover,
Mission of Burma,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Siglo XX,
Groovy Waters,
The Alarm Clocks,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Deadbeat,
D'Angelo,
Lindisfarne,
OOIOO,
F. McDonald,
The Gladiators,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Kaleidoscope,
Sonny Sharrock,
Rakim,
Jawbox,
Sun City Girls,
Albert Ayler,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Marine Girls,
Ultravox,
Peter & Gordon,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Blake Baxter,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Amon Düül II,
CMW,
Massinfluence,
Maleditus Sound,
The Skatalites,
Flamin' Groovies,
8 Eyed Spy,
Lyres,
Crispy Ambulance,
Babytalk,
Scientists,
Smog,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Mark Hollis,
Barrington Levy,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Mad Mike,
Lakeside,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Animal Collective,
Grauzone,
The Black Dice,
John Holt,
Alphaville,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Neon Judgement,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
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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.