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 Singapore and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Dennis Brown to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Jacob Miller. All the underground hits.
All Thee Headcoats tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cecil Taylor record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yellowson,
Moss Icon,
Marcia Griffiths,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Busters,
Arcadia,
Angry Samoans,
The Sonics,
Stetsasonic,
Pantytec,
Traffic Nightmare,
Lalo Schifrin,
Gang Green,
Chrome,
Grauzone,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Amazonics,
The Trojans,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Invisible,
Nirvana,
Mr. Review,
Alphaville,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Lightning Bolt,
Marc Almond,
The Dead C,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Fall,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Underground Resistance,
Stereo Dub,
Marine Girls,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Searchers,
Royal Trux,
Chris & Cosey,
Icehouse,
The Fuzztones,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Model 500,
Piero Umiliani,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Star Department,
Lindisfarne,
Graham Central Station,
Babytalk,
Delta 5,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Basic Channel,
Eddi Front,
Sound Behaviour,
The Barracudas,
Maurizio,
June Days,
The Victims,
Country Teasers,
The Remains,
Amon Düül II,
Andrew Hill,
Liliput,
Byron Stingily,
The Associates, The Associates, The Associates, The Associates.
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.