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 Palau and from Philadelphia.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 The Mighty Diamonds to the dance 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 Essential Logic. All the underground hits.
All The Busters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Iggy Pop 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neil Young record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jacob Miller,
Hot Snakes,
the Normal,
Eric B and Rakim,
Harry Pussy,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The J.B.'s,
Sight & Sound,
Loose Ends,
the Germs,
Neil Young,
Television Personalities,
PIL,
Skaos,
The Searchers,
The Index,
Lalann,
Stetsasonic,
The Pop Group,
The American Breed,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Tropical Tobacco,
D'Angelo,
The Happenings,
Gastr Del Sol,
Babytalk,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Intrusion,
Country Teasers,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Drive Like Jehu,
Bob Dylan,
Boredoms,
Lightning Bolt,
The Cure,
The Slackers,
Vainqueur,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Susan Cadogan,
Don Cherry,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
the Swans,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Brand Nubian,
The Buckinghams,
Piero Umiliani,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Electric Prunes,
The Shadows of Knight,
John Cale,
Connie Case,
Byron Stingily,
The Trojans,
Theoretical Girls,
Metal Thangz,
Ronan,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Move,
Sound Behaviour,
Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo.
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.