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 Ireland and from Jakarta.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Groovy Waters to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 H. Thieme. All the underground hits.
All Dual Sessions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joensuu 1685 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grandmaster Flash record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minor Threat,
Kevin Saunderson,
Cameo,
Judy Mowatt,
The Blues Magoos,
Stetsasonic,
E-Dancer,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Sandy B,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
World's Most,
The Cure,
Animal Collective,
Eli Mardock,
The Modern Lovers,
The Zeros,
Eurythmics,
H. Thieme,
Barclay James Harvest,
Model 500,
DJ Style,
The Moleskins,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Symarip,
Rekid,
Banda Bassotti,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Star Department,
Simply Red,
Little Man,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Angels of Light,
Lakeside,
Metal Thangz,
Harry Pussy,
the Germs,
A Certain Ratio,
Second Layer,
Nirvana,
Sister Nancy,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Pierre Henry,
Grey Daturas,
Marine Girls,
Lou Christie,
Barry Ungar,
Joey Negro,
Ultra Naté,
X-Ray Spex,
Angry Samoans,
Mr. Review,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Beau Brummels,
10cc,
Connie Case,
The Residents,
The Divine Comedy,
Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic.
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.