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 Spain and from Philadelphia.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Harmonia to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Bootsy Collins. All the underground hits.
All The Fall tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Hutcherson 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pantaleimon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David McCallum,
Organ,
Bobby Womack,
Circle Jerks,
Blake Baxter,
Nas,
Gastr Del Sol,
Nation of Ulysses,
DJ Style,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Neon Judgement,
The Wake,
Bobby Sherman,
Barry Ungar,
Scientists,
Laurel Aitken,
Spoonie Gee,
Grandmaster Flash,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Star Department,
Theoretical Girls,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
the Slits,
The Shadows of Knight,
Chris Corsano,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Deadbeat,
Glambeats Corp.,
Derrick Morgan,
Rod Modell,
John Foxx,
Silicon Teens,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Wire,
Easy Going,
a-ha,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Absolute Body Control,
Dual Sessions,
Procol Harum,
Eurythmics,
Schoolly D,
Goldenarms,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Happenings,
ABBA,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Eric Copeland,
David Bowie,
Bobby Byrd,
Electric Prunes,
Kaleidoscope,
The Velvet Underground,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Brass Construction,
Funky Four + One,
The Raincoats,
The Zeros,
Hot Snakes,
Nik Kershaw,
Delta 5,
The Doors, The Doors, The Doors, The Doors.
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.