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 Dominica and from Manila.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Amon Düül II to the funk 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 Lonnie Liston Smith. All the underground hits.
All The Victims tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Happenings 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a JFA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum 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 Victims,
Slave,
Jeru the Damaja,
Jandek,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Cybotron,
Sonny Sharrock,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Fugs,
the Soft Cell,
OOIOO,
One Last Wish,
Grandmaster Flash,
Eden Ahbez,
Ituana,
Roy Ayers,
John Foxx,
Main Source,
The Smiths,
Organ,
Aural Exciters,
The Standells,
Saccharine Trust,
The Modern Lovers,
Blake Baxter,
Spoonie Gee,
Livin' Joy,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Grass Roots,
Robert Görl,
Curtis Mayfield,
Severed Heads,
Audionom,
Minny Pops,
Matthew Halsall,
Crispian St. Peters,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Mantronix,
Alice Coltrane,
Franke,
Scientists,
Newcleus,
The Blackbyrds,
Porter Ricks,
Althea and Donna,
Gastr Del Sol,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Fad Gadget,
Quantec,
Sound Behaviour,
Marcia Griffiths,
Gabor Szabo,
The Techniques,
Sun Ra,
Skarface,
Essential Logic,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Velvet Underground,
Rhythm & Sound,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282.
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.