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 Burundi and from Sao Paulo.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the organ 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 Bush Tetras to the rap 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 T. Rex. All the underground hits.
All The Knickerbockers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scott Walker record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eric Dolphy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Guru Guru,
Delta 5,
Kas Product,
Tommy Roe,
Jawbox,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Ossler,
the Slits,
The Walker Brothers,
Fluxion,
Bobby Womack,
MC5,
Lucky Dragons,
Jeff Mills,
Eve St. Jones,
Adolescents,
The Gun Club,
Intrusion,
Warren Ellis,
Cybotron,
Johnny Clarke,
Oblivians,
Joe Finger,
Roxette,
Lakeside,
Massinfluence,
The Dead C,
Deadbeat,
Scratch Acid,
Subhumans,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Offenders,
Janne Schatter,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Fela Kuti,
the Swans,
Sällskapet,
a-ha,
MDC,
Drive Like Jehu,
Audionom,
Bob Dylan,
The Moleskins,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Ronnie Foster,
Junior Murvin,
Monolake,
Spoonie Gee,
FM Einheit,
Howard Jones,
Byron Stingily,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Fire Engines,
Agitation Free,
Sparks,
Fat Boys,
Dennis Brown,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Wake,
The Evens,
Khruangbin, Khruangbin, Khruangbin, Khruangbin.
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.