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 Libya and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Kool G Rap & DJ Polo to the rap kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Sun Ra Arkestra. All the underground hits.
All Scott Walker + Sunn O))) tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sixth Finger 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Monolake record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Harpers Bizarre,
Scratch Acid,
The Litter,
Chrome,
Stereo Dub,
Negative Approach,
Godley & Creme,
Stockholm Monsters,
Eddi Front,
Minnie Riperton,
OOIOO,
Pharoah Sanders,
Laurel Aitken,
Pierre Henry,
Lindisfarne,
the Bar-Kays,
Television Personalities,
Mars,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Kurtis Blow,
Albert Ayler,
The Buckinghams,
Robert Görl,
Roger Hodgson,
Toni Rubio,
Gong,
Dual Sessions,
A Certain Ratio,
Fluxion,
Kayak,
Qualms,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
the Fania All-Stars,
Soul Sonic Force,
Moss Icon,
Basic Channel,
The Moleskins,
Circle Jerks,
Ponytail,
Sex Pistols,
Gang Starr,
Kerri Chandler,
MC5,
Vladislav Delay,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Jacques Brel,
Frankie Knuckles,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Adolescents,
The Music Machine,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Sound,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
ABC,
The Dirtbombs,
James White and The Blacks,
Connie Case,
The Count Five,
Nirvana,
Crispy Ambulance,
Jandek, Jandek, Jandek, Jandek.
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.