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 Mozambique and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Nils Olav to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Ralphi Rosario. All the underground hits.
All Kevin Saunderson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Matthew Halsall 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 harpsichord and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gastr Del Sol record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
X-Ray Spex,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Crispian St. Peters,
Cymande,
FM Einheit,
The Sound,
Josef K,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Pretty Things,
Qualms,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Matthew Halsall,
Joey Negro,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Animal Collective,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Hashim,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Juan Atkins,
Minnie Riperton,
Subhumans,
Davy DMX,
The Alarm Clocks,
Brass Construction,
Warren Ellis,
48th St. Collective,
Lightning Bolt,
Guru Guru,
Girls At Our Best!,
Ken Boothe,
Howard Jones,
James White and The Blacks,
Quando Quango,
The Cowsills,
Sugar Minott,
Cybotron,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Stereo Dub,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Bad Manners,
the Fania All-Stars,
Public Image Ltd.,
Maleditus Sound,
Black Sheep,
Easy Going,
Kool Moe Dee,
Bob Dylan,
Rekid,
Angry Samoans,
June of 44,
The Beau Brummels,
UT,
Dark Day,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Danielle Patucci,
Dead Boys,
Pantytec,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Tremeloes,
Babytalk,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel.
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.