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 Sweden and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 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 crunk 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 Unrelated Segments. All the underground hits.
All Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Techniques record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DeepChord presents Echospace record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Danielle Patucci,
Parry Music,
Prince Buster,
Kevin Saunderson,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Trojans,
Lalo Schifrin,
Alison Limerick,
Michelle Simonal,
Susan Cadogan,
Josef K,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Sandy B,
Nico,
The Walker Brothers,
Roxette,
Jandek,
Con Funk Shun,
Pierre Henry,
UT,
Byron Stingily,
Wings,
Tubeway Army,
Drive Like Jehu,
Qualms,
Altered Images,
Boz Scaggs,
Circle Jerks,
The Grass Roots,
Frankie Knuckles,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Wake,
Ultra Naté,
Vainqueur,
Masters at Work,
Man Eating Sloth,
Crispian St. Peters,
Thee Headcoats,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Seeds,
Max Romeo,
Black Pus,
Soulsonic Force,
Kenny Larkin,
Roger Hodgson,
The Monks,
OOIOO,
Alton Ellis,
Franke,
Marine Girls,
T.S.O.L.,
Toni Rubio,
The Fortunes,
Oblivians,
The Neon Judgement,
Scientists,
The Zeros,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Sonic Youth,
Whodini,
Lyres,
Camberwell Now,
the Germs,
Royal Trux, Royal Trux, Royal Trux, Royal Trux.
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.