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 Afghanistan and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Copenhagen.
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 spring reverb 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 Cabaret Voltaire to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Graham Central Station. All the underground hits.
All Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Juan Atkins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Golliwogs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
B.T. Express,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Zapp,
Soul II Soul,
Rhythm & Sound,
EPMD,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Second Layer,
Tommy Roe,
Gregory Isaacs,
New York Dolls,
Soft Machine,
Marvin Gaye,
Black Sheep,
Aswad,
Bronski Beat,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Misunderstood,
The Associates,
Tears for Fears,
the Association,
Eli Mardock,
Minor Threat,
Sight & Sound,
Mad Mike,
Harry Pussy,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Alison Limerick,
The Walker Brothers,
Marine Girls,
Country Teasers,
Inner City,
Cecil Taylor,
Trumans Water,
New Order,
Schoolly D,
Jacques Brel,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Fugazi,
The Names,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Kerri Chandler,
La Düsseldorf,
Clear Light,
The Moleskins,
Gabor Szabo,
Dark Day,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The New Christs,
The Seeds,
Bang On A Can,
48th St. Collective,
Spoonie Gee,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Dirtbombs,
Gastr Del Sol,
X-102, X-102, X-102, X-102.
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.