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 South Africa and from Salvador.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 mellotron 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 Fad Gadget to the punk 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 Dennis Brown. All the underground hits.
All Eve St. Jones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Blake Baxter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Archie Shepp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Moleskins,
ABBA,
Rod Modell,
Swell Maps,
Theoretical Girls,
Inner City,
The Barracudas,
Al Stewart,
Tears for Fears,
Nils Olav,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Hardrive,
Royal Trux,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Gun Club,
Ornette Coleman,
Brothers Johnson,
T.S.O.L.,
Ponytail,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
James White and The Blacks,
Eve St. Jones,
Harry Pussy,
Gastr Del Sol,
Crooked Eye,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Swans,
Cybotron,
Amon Düül,
The Index,
Davy DMX,
Magazine,
Ken Boothe,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Dawn Penn,
Kurtis Blow,
Magma,
Harmonia,
Minutemen,
Aaron Thompson,
Porter Ricks,
the Slits,
Jerry's Kids,
Charles Mingus,
Rhythm & Sound,
Make Up,
The Knickerbockers,
Guru Guru,
Graham Central Station,
Jeff Lynne,
Radiohead,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Slave,
Ultra Naté,
The Mojo Men,
The Names,
Deepchord,
The Divine Comedy,
Amon Düül II,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Fortunes,
The Star Department,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Depeche Mode,
Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp.
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.