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 Ghana and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 sitar 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 Lonnie Liston Smith to the disco 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 Panda Bear. All the underground hits.
All Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Can record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 an arpeggiator and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Smog record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Thee Headcoats,
Crispy Ambulance,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Babytalk,
Massinfluence,
a-ha,
Cameo,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Sight & Sound,
The Monks,
World's Most,
Bronski Beat,
Lightning Bolt,
The Vogues,
Index,
Supertramp,
Jandek,
The Residents,
Fela Kuti,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Henry Cow,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Dirtbombs,
Inner City,
Yaz,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Golliwogs,
Minny Pops,
Marine Girls,
Eric Copeland,
Todd Rundgren,
The Doors,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Average White Band,
Spandau Ballet,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Prince Buster,
Joy Division,
Aswad,
La Düsseldorf,
Outsiders,
Von Mondo,
The Blues Magoos,
DNA,
Zapp,
Accadde A,
Bang On A Can,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Gap Band,
Altered Images,
Vainqueur,
The Velvet Underground,
The Happenings,
Gil Scott Heron,
John Holt,
Nick Fraelich,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Tomorrow,
Carl Craig,
Judy Mowatt,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Martian,
Ultravox,
Rod Modell, Rod Modell, Rod Modell, Rod Modell.
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.