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 Laos and from Copenhagen.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Heavy D & The Boyz to the crunk 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 The Count Five. All the underground hits.
All Alton Ellis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thompson Twins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythim Is Rhythim record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alice Coltrane,
Lower 48,
X-102,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Camouflage,
Organ,
Quando Quango,
Loose Ends,
Black Pus,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Franke,
The Vogues,
Morten Harket,
Fad Gadget,
Metal Thangz,
Peter & Gordon,
Tomorrow,
Babytalk,
Roger Hodgson,
Sound Behaviour,
Swans,
Matthew Halsall,
K-Klass,
Scientists,
48th St. Collective,
The Sonics,
Nick Fraelich,
Aswad,
Urselle,
Essential Logic,
Ice-T,
Electric Prunes,
Von Mondo,
Ronnie Foster,
Lucky Dragons,
Slave,
Kenny Larkin,
Joyce Sims,
Trumans Water,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Gregory Isaacs,
10cc,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Livin' Joy,
Massinfluence,
The Remains,
Andrew Hill,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
the Association,
Cecil Taylor,
The Cramps,
Quadrant,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Aural Exciters,
The Electric Prunes,
Dead Boys,
DNA,
One Last Wish,
New Order,
Big Daddy Kane,
Graham Central Station,
The Human League, The Human League, The Human League, The Human League.
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.