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 Somalia and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 chamberlin 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 Alice Coltrane to the jazz 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 Echospace. All the underground hits.
All Beasts of Bourbon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aaron Thompson 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ajijia Myrayebe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Aaron Thompson,
La Düsseldorf,
John Foxx,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Neu!,
Dennis Brown,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Dave Clark Five,
Animal Collective,
Fat Boys,
Barrington Levy,
Kas Product,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Ituana,
Niagra,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Gladiators,
Radiopuhelimet,
Sight & Sound,
Sandy B,
The Martian,
Fear,
Cecil Taylor,
Archie Shepp,
Youth Brigade,
The Detroit Cobras,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Divine Comedy,
Angry Samoans,
Arthur Verocai,
Juan Atkins,
The Techniques,
Dead Boys,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Moby Grape,
Alton Ellis,
The Fire Engines,
Soulsonic Force,
The Pop Group,
F. McDonald,
Little Man,
Eden Ahbez,
Mantronix,
Crooked Eye,
Ronnie Foster,
Sixth Finger,
Ten City,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Newcleus,
Wasted Youth,
Pierre Henry,
Blancmange,
Infiniti,
Quando Quango,
The Stooges,
Johnny Clarke,
Stereo Dub,
Moss Icon,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Count Five,
Donald Byrd,
Brass Construction,
Crispy Ambulance,
The American Breed, The American Breed, The American Breed, The American Breed.
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.