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 Haiti and from Portland.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the guitar 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 Al Stewart to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Cheater Slicks. All the underground hits.
All Amazonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every June of 44 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra Arkestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David Axelrod,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Johnny Clarke,
New Order,
The Gladiators,
Scott Walker,
Freddie Wadling,
Dorothy Ashby,
Charles Mingus,
Boz Scaggs,
Royal Trux,
Spandau Ballet,
Interpol,
DJ Sneak,
Alice Coltrane,
Albert Ayler,
Skaos,
Idris Muhammad,
Simply Red,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Monolake,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Grey Daturas,
Steve Hackett,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Siglo XX,
The Associates,
Jesper Dahlback,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Donny Hathaway,
The Sound,
Aloha Tigers,
Soulsonic Force,
Audionom,
Gang Starr,
Model 500,
Essential Logic,
Nick Fraelich,
Connie Case,
D'Angelo,
Underground Resistance,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Young Rascals,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Jandek,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Cowsills,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Todd Rundgren,
Godley & Creme,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Neil Young,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Panda Bear,
AZ,
Icehouse,
The Cramps,
Archie Shepp,
KRS-One,
Oblivians,
The Doobie Brothers,
Funky Four + One,
Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor.
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.