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 Solomon Islands and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Woodstock.
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 organ 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 Jesper Dahlbäck to the punk 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 Schoolly D. All the underground hits.
All Zero Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 a theremin and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Robert Hood record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chris & Cosey,
Ituana,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sugar Minott,
Lindisfarne,
Ronnie Foster,
Pylon,
Pierre Henry,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Soul II Soul,
This Heat,
The Pop Group,
Bill Wells,
MC5,
DJ Style,
Susan Cadogan,
Lou Reed,
Alphaville,
Inner City,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Lou Christie,
The Monochrome Set,
K-Klass,
Toni Rubio,
X-101,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Roxette,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
John Holt,
Sight & Sound,
Eurythmics,
Accadde A,
Pharoah Sanders,
Archie Shepp,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Harry Pussy,
Josef K,
Jacques Brel,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Leaves,
Icehouse,
Depeche Mode,
Crime,
the Slits,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Don Cherry,
Eddi Front,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
June Days,
The Sound,
Ponytail,
The Raincoats,
Reuben Wilson,
The Trojans,
the Normal,
New Order,
The Move,
Von Mondo,
Quadrant,
Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon.
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.