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 Uruguay and from Tokyo.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Marine Girls to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Essential Logic. All the underground hits.
All Sarah Menescal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gichy Dan 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a ABBA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Liliput,
Todd Rundgren,
Roger Hodgson,
Nico,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
DNA,
Albert Ayler,
The Move,
Junior Murvin,
A Certain Ratio,
Alice Coltrane,
Gabor Szabo,
MC5,
Jandek,
The Angels of Light,
Dawn Penn,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Neil Young,
Monks,
Morten Harket,
Chris & Cosey,
Isaac Hayes,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Schoolly D,
Eric Dolphy,
Connie Case,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Sound,
The Fortunes,
Lungfish,
Gang Gang Dance,
Saccharine Trust,
Negative Approach,
Gang Green,
Mo-Dettes,
Q and Not U,
Erykah Badu,
Skarface,
OOIOO,
The Litter,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Count Five,
James White and The Blacks,
Mark Hollis,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Wings,
Oneida,
Sun City Girls,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Roxette,
Black Pus,
Monolake,
Bang On A Can,
Siglo XX,
Black Flag,
Average White Band,
Eric Copeland,
Rites of Spring, Rites of Spring, Rites of Spring, Rites of Spring.
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.