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 Rwanda and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 synthesizer 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 Deadbeat to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Gladiators. All the underground hits.
All Bang On A Can tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Malaria! 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Larry & the Blue Notes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Masters at Work,
Wally Richardson,
Sparks,
K-Klass,
The Shadows of Knight,
Matthew Bourne,
Danielle Patucci,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Wasted Youth,
Y Pants,
Cecil Taylor,
Brothers Johnson,
LL Cool J,
Au Pairs,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The American Breed,
Eli Mardock,
Marc Almond,
Todd Rundgren,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Angels of Light,
AZ,
Sun City Girls,
ABC,
Shuggie Otis,
Hasil Adkins,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Rod Modell,
The Moleskins,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Youth Brigade,
Crime,
Tubeway Army,
Joe Finger,
The Busters,
Bang On A Can,
Neil Young,
OOIOO,
Unwound,
Mark Hollis,
Big Daddy Kane,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Silicon Teens,
Brick,
Jeff Lynne,
Bill Near,
Arab on Radar,
The Trojans,
Josef K,
Gabor Szabo,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Motions,
Man Eating Sloth,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Agent Orange,
Juan Atkins,
Laurel Aitken,
Q65,
The Barracudas,
Yellowson,
Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh.
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.