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 Croatia and from Milan.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the 808 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 Piero Umiliani 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 Sight & Sound. All the underground hits.
All Skaos tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kurtis Blow record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flipper record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alison Limerick,
James White and The Blacks,
Roxy Music,
John Cale,
Jandek,
Pagans,
Television Personalities,
Scott Walker,
Blancmange,
Whodini,
Pylon,
Skaos,
Scientists,
Ohio Players,
David Axelrod,
Dual Sessions,
Ken Boothe,
PIL,
Maleditus Sound,
Drexciya,
The Selecter,
Wally Richardson,
Todd Rundgren,
Eddi Front,
Eric B and Rakim,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
ABBA,
Soft Machine,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Human League,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Moby Grape,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Country Teasers,
Black Sheep,
The Birthday Party,
The Saints,
Johnny Clarke,
Motorama,
Mo-Dettes,
Zero Boys,
Sonic Youth,
The Neon Judgement,
Bootsy Collins,
Quadrant,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Buckinghams,
Excepter,
Index,
Eurythmics,
Black Bananas,
Scan 7,
Maurizio,
Ituana,
The Tremeloes,
Letta Mbulu,
The Cowsills,
Soul Sonic Force,
Yazoo,
Roxette,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers.
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.