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 Cyprus and from Jakarta.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Pet Shop Boys to the rap 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 Derrick Morgan. All the underground hits.
All The Mojo Men tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boogie Down Productions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 mellotron and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Toni Rubio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Human League,
Bad Manners,
FM Einheit,
E-Dancer,
Sonny Sharrock,
Kevin Saunderson,
June Days,
Tim Buckley,
The Fortunes,
Susan Cadogan,
Young Marble Giants,
The Real Kids,
The Seeds,
cv313,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Electric Prunes,
Make Up,
Blake Baxter,
The Doors,
The J.B.'s,
Adolescents,
Easy Going,
Black Moon,
Albert Ayler,
Crime,
Throbbing Gristle,
Pet Shop Boys,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Curtis Mayfield,
Youth Brigade,
The Sound,
The Smiths,
Bauhaus,
Eric B and Rakim,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The American Breed,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Fluxion,
Funky Four + One,
AZ,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Electric Prunes,
Ten City,
Marine Girls,
Graham Central Station,
Ronan,
Fear,
New Age Steppers,
Marcia Griffiths,
Brass Construction,
Saccharine Trust,
Lyres,
Eurythmics,
Donald Byrd,
Wire,
John Coltrane,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Nation of Ulysses,
Royal Trux, Royal Trux, Royal Trux, Royal Trux.
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.