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 Malta and from Seoul.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the organ 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 Eyeless In Gaza to the electroclash 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 Ludus. All the underground hits.
All Youth Brigade tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scratch Acid 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Association,
Crime,
10cc,
Pussy Galore,
The Young Rascals,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Idris Muhammad,
Steve Hackett,
Eric Copeland,
Bronski Beat,
Agitation Free,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Tropical Tobacco,
LL Cool J,
CMW,
Barclay James Harvest,
Minor Threat,
Dennis Brown,
The United States of America,
Delta 5,
Donald Byrd,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Junior Murvin,
Deepchord,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Fuzztones,
ABC,
Joe Finger,
AZ,
The Misunderstood,
Connie Case,
The Mojo Men,
Ice-T,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
X-101,
Popol Vuh,
Tres Demented,
The Music Machine,
Traffic Nightmare,
Inner City,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Boredoms,
Echospace,
Jeru the Damaja,
Magazine,
Man Eating Sloth,
Big Daddy Kane,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Ossler,
Altered Images,
Y Pants,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Dark Day,
Yaz,
Sister Nancy,
Vladislav Delay,
Warren Ellis,
Fugazi,
Colin Newman,
The Martian,
The Leaves, The Leaves, The Leaves, The Leaves.
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.