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 Trinidad & Tobago 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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Larry & the Blue Notes to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Eric B and Rakim. All the underground hits.
All Jimmy McGriff tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Coltrane record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Byron Stingily record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Maleditus Sound,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Selecter,
Newcleus,
Eric Dolphy,
One Last Wish,
Scientists,
D'Angelo,
Bauhaus,
The Doors,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Litter,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Franke,
Echospace,
Parry Music,
John Holt,
Rotary Connection,
Mantronix,
Piero Umiliani,
Chris & Cosey,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Deepchord,
Warsaw,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
AZ,
Barbara Tucker,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Scratch Acid,
The United States of America,
Urselle,
Henry Cow,
Cecil Taylor,
Soulsonic Force,
The Happenings,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Slick Rick,
New Age Steppers,
The Dave Clark Five,
Suicide,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Gichy Dan,
The Fuzztones,
Gang Green,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Symarip,
The Fugs,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Carl Craig,
Darondo,
Kurtis Blow,
Jacques Brel,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Sound Behaviour,
Bush Tetras,
Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon.
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.