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 Tuvalu and from Portland.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Vaughan Mason & Crew. All the underground hits.
All James White and The Blacks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scratch Acid record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Basic Channel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Laurel Aitken,
Kayak,
Duran Duran,
Wally Richardson,
Ultravox,
Aural Exciters,
Model 500,
Kas Product,
Sarah Menescal,
The Five Americans,
The Motions,
Moby Grape,
the Fania All-Stars,
Ituana,
June Days,
The Birthday Party,
John Holt,
The Trojans,
Young Marble Giants,
Guru Guru,
Lyres,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Vogues,
The Dave Clark Five,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Matthew Bourne,
Animal Collective,
The Doors,
Ralphi Rosario,
Fad Gadget,
UT,
The Durutti Column,
Donny Hathaway,
Kenny Larkin,
Alice Coltrane,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Average White Band,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Velvet Underground,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Dawn Penn,
Maleditus Sound,
Unwound,
Severed Heads,
The Mojo Men,
Swans,
Goldenarms,
Lindisfarne,
The Move,
the Swans,
Radio Birdman,
The Selecter,
The Knickerbockers,
Intrusion,
Joy Division,
Eli Mardock,
James Chance & The Contortions,
KRS-One,
The Electric Prunes,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Angels of Light,
Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci.
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.