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 Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron 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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Copenhagen.
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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Ralphi Rosario to the electroclash 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 Donny Hathaway. All the underground hits.
All Sun Ra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every This Heat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Echospace record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun Ra,
Swans,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Bronski Beat,
Lucky Dragons,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Man Parrish,
The Young Rascals,
The Dirtbombs,
One Last Wish,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Pierre Henry,
Brothers Johnson,
Alton Ellis,
Main Source,
Siglo XX,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Audionom,
The Golliwogs,
Iggy Pop,
Ossler,
Hasil Adkins,
Bang On A Can,
New Order,
Duran Duran,
David Axelrod,
Sparks,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Marshall Jefferson,
Outsiders,
Public Image Ltd.,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Drive Like Jehu,
Banda Bassotti,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Fat Boys,
Mars,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Motorama,
Blossom Toes,
Eddi Front,
Swell Maps,
Q and Not U,
The Music Machine,
Prince Buster,
Glambeats Corp.,
Circle Jerks,
The Cowsills,
Barry Ungar,
Neil Young,
Moebius,
Rufus Thomas,
The Techniques,
Andrew Hill,
Eric Dolphy,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Aswad,
The Modern Lovers,
Kerrie Biddell,
Electric Prunes,
Wally Richardson,
Kas Product,
Supertramp,
The Red Krayola, The Red Krayola, The Red Krayola, The Red Krayola.
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.