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 Mauritania and from Delhi.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai 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 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 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 Country Joe & The Fish to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 UT. All the underground hits.
All Hashim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sarah Menescal record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 theremin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick Morgan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stockholm Monsters,
Sällskapet,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Offenders,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Invisible,
Carl Craig,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Soul II Soul,
Lightning Bolt,
Laurel Aitken,
Crooked Eye,
Terry Callier,
T. Rex,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Durutti Column,
Ultra Naté,
Fatback Band,
Procol Harum,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Tears for Fears,
Joy Division,
Scientists,
Erykah Badu,
Thee Headcoats,
Lakeside,
The Kinks,
John Holt,
the Bar-Kays,
The Monks,
Joensuu 1685,
Aural Exciters,
Joe Finger,
Ossler,
Absolute Body Control,
Electric Prunes,
Josef K,
Barbara Tucker,
Chris & Cosey,
The Young Rascals,
Eli Mardock,
Juan Atkins,
Aaron Thompson,
Roxy Music,
Ronnie Foster,
Magazine,
Girls At Our Best!,
Brand Nubian,
New Order,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Y Pants,
MC5,
Japan,
The Grass Roots,
Lindisfarne,
Throbbing Gristle,
Black Moon,
Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound.
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.