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 Antigua and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Funkadelic to the jazz 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 UT. All the underground hits.
All the Sonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Terry Callier record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter & Gordon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Ronan,
New Order,
Livin' Joy,
MDC,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Black Bananas,
Echospace,
Rapeman,
Kenny Larkin,
The Cramps,
Circle Jerks,
LL Cool J,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
June of 44,
Panda Bear,
Scientists,
Spandau Ballet,
Morten Harket,
Peter & Gordon,
Icehouse,
Sparks,
Intrusion,
DJ Style,
Zapp,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Minny Pops,
Ituana,
China Crisis,
Adolescents,
Stockholm Monsters,
Slick Rick,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Yaz,
Hot Snakes,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Skaos,
The Names,
Cluster,
Blossom Toes,
DJ Sneak,
The Toasters,
Excepter,
Basic Channel,
The Dead C,
Gang Gang Dance,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Bobby Womack,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Star Department,
Marshall Jefferson,
Bill Near,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
8 Eyed Spy,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Smoke,
The Divine Comedy,
The Last Poets,
FM Einheit,
Dorothy Ashby,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force.
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.