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 Nauru and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Pole to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Crime. All the underground hits.
All The Trojans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun City Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Moebius record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
K-Klass,
Ronan,
The Gun Club,
ABC,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Gong,
Q65,
The Black Dice,
Don Cherry,
Laurel Aitken,
Popol Vuh,
Carl Craig,
Cal Tjader,
Negative Approach,
Matthew Halsall,
David Axelrod,
Lower 48,
The Golliwogs,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Derrick Morgan,
the Sonics,
The Fugs,
Black Pus,
June of 44,
D'Angelo,
Niagra,
Bronski Beat,
Metal Thangz,
The Dirtbombs,
Yusef Lateef,
Sexual Harrassment,
Cecil Taylor,
Eric Copeland,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Davy DMX,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Stiv Bators,
New York Dolls,
Stereo Dub,
Peter & Gordon,
the Normal,
Anthony Braxton,
Ralphi Rosario,
World's Most,
Brass Construction,
Delta 5,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Toasters,
Bang On A Can,
Albert Ayler,
Model 500,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Aural Exciters,
The Victims,
Be Bop Deluxe,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Youth Brigade,
Schoolly D,
Ultimate Spinach,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Move, The Move, The Move, The Move.
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.