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 Indonesia and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Lagos.
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 guitar 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 Babytalk to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Matthew Halsall. All the underground hits.
All The Music Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Danielle Patucci record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Siglo XX record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Second Layer,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Television,
Graham Central Station,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Rosa Yemen,
Tubeway Army,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Arthur Verocai,
Byron Stingily,
Sixth Finger,
Roy Ayers,
Brass Construction,
Nils Olav,
The Gories,
John Holt,
New Age Steppers,
Mr. Review,
Sonic Youth,
Crime,
New York Dolls,
Rites of Spring,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Litter,
the Normal,
Wire,
The Blues Magoos,
Camberwell Now,
World's Most,
Radiopuhelimet,
Soft Cell,
Agitation Free,
Ice-T,
Letta Mbulu,
Yaz,
Lou Christie,
The Tremeloes,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Brothers Johnson,
James Chance & The Contortions,
MC5,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Neil Young,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Residents,
Ponytail,
Heaven 17,
Lindisfarne,
Animal Collective,
Index,
Bill Wells,
David Axelrod,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Audionom,
FM Einheit,
Saccharine Trust,
Reagan Youth,
Juan Atkins,
The J.B.'s,
Brand Nubian,
Danielle Patucci,
48th St. Collective,
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.