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 Ethiopia and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 Salvador and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 oboe 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 Vladislav Delay to the techno 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 cv313. All the underground hits.
All The Skatalites tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Outsiders 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alton Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gladiators,
Suburban Knight,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Zero Boys,
AZ,
Whodini,
Cybotron,
The Misunderstood,
The Cure,
Bobby Womack,
Massinfluence,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Man Eating Sloth,
Jimmy McGriff,
Donny Hathaway,
Amazonics,
Kas Product,
Soft Cell,
Boredoms,
the Normal,
DJ Style,
Flash Fearless,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Ice-T,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Knickerbockers,
Rufus Thomas,
Pylon,
Hoover,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Livin' Joy,
The Doobie Brothers,
Essential Logic,
Joe Smooth,
Tubeway Army,
Pierre Henry,
Thompson Twins,
Lalo Schifrin,
Jeff Mills,
Underground Resistance,
Sun City Girls,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
LL Cool J,
The Seeds,
Frankie Knuckles,
Schoolly D,
Mo-Dettes,
Blake Baxter,
Vladislav Delay,
Dennis Brown,
The Invisible,
Talk Talk,
Nick Fraelich,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Tres Demented,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Fad Gadget,
Scott Walker,
Magazine,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Sonic Youth,
Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope.
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.