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 Iraq and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 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 The Slits to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The Sonics. All the underground hits.
All Ronan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sly & The Family Stone 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hardrive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minnie Riperton,
The J.B.'s,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Pop Group,
Pussy Galore,
In Retrospect,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Busters,
Skaos,
Malaria!,
One Last Wish,
Hashim,
The American Breed,
The Neon Judgement,
New York Dolls,
Circle Jerks,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Silicon Teens,
Isaac Hayes,
Gang Gang Dance,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Jeff Lynne,
Nas,
Fela Kuti,
The Cramps,
Little Man,
Don Cherry,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Organ,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Red Krayola,
Bob Dylan,
Sandy B,
Pet Shop Boys,
Marvin Gaye,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Erykah Badu,
Half Japanese,
Gabor Szabo,
The Index,
Metal Thangz,
The Doobie Brothers,
Dual Sessions,
E-Dancer,
Porter Ricks,
Unrelated Segments,
Au Pairs,
Roger Hodgson,
Clear Light,
The Residents,
Crispy Ambulance,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Brothers Johnson,
Bootsy Collins,
Andrew Hill,
Warren Ellis,
Panda Bear,
Black Pus,
Franke,
10cc,
Joe Finger,
The Mummies,
Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins.
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.