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 Armenia and from Tehran.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the organ 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 Amazonics to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Offenders. All the underground hits.
All Smog tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lightning Bolt record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grey Daturas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
the Fania All-Stars,
Easy Going,
Warren Ellis,
Pylon,
Vladislav Delay,
Visage,
The Wake,
Subhumans,
Saccharine Trust,
Index,
Eurythmics,
Lakeside,
Eden Ahbez,
Yellowson,
Slave,
Interpol,
The Invisible,
Crime,
Quantec,
The Dirtbombs,
Banda Bassotti,
John Cale,
Q and Not U,
Eric B and Rakim,
Qualms,
Zero Boys,
the Bar-Kays,
Livin' Joy,
Agitation Free,
Joy Division,
Derrick Morgan,
Brand Nubian,
Nico,
Stereo Dub,
Dawn Penn,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Remains,
Panda Bear,
The Standells,
Niagra,
Lindisfarne,
World's Most,
Todd Rundgren,
Moebius,
Harmonia,
Fear,
Marmalade,
Flipper,
Peter and Kerry,
The Tremeloes,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Los Fastidios,
Terry Callier,
The Gun Club,
Amon Düül II,
This Heat,
Fela Kuti,
Carl Craig,
E-Dancer,
Mars, Mars, Mars, Mars.
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.