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 Indonesia and from Spokane.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Delhi.
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 Donald Fagen 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 Kas Product to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Ajijia Myrayebe. All the underground hits.
All Pylon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deepchord record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fluxion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Black Dice,
A Certain Ratio,
This Heat,
Fat Boys,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Sight & Sound,
Minutemen,
Barclay James Harvest,
Kaleidoscope,
Negative Approach,
Nirvana,
kango's stein massive,
Deakin,
Todd Terry,
The Gap Band,
Fela Kuti,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Neu!,
Silicon Teens,
Godley & Creme,
Davy DMX,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Nation of Ulysses,
Stereo Dub,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Saints,
Black Flag,
Lalann,
Make Up,
KRS-One,
Brass Construction,
Scratch Acid,
Danielle Patucci,
Ponytail,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Interpol,
Half Japanese,
Nils Olav,
Pierre Henry,
Banda Bassotti,
Al Stewart,
Jeru the Damaja,
Pantaleimon,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Mojo Men,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Organ,
Gong,
Sällskapet,
Grauzone,
Delta 5,
Sarah Menescal,
Vladislav Delay,
Ludus,
the Human League,
Newcleus,
Ronnie Foster,
The Count Five,
Funky Four + One,
Bronski Beat,
Judy Mowatt,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force.
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.