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 Madagascar and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 güiro 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 Jandek to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Neu!. All the underground hits.
All The Divine Comedy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang Green record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Magma record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ituana,
Kevin Saunderson,
Graham Central Station,
Matthew Halsall,
Frankie Knuckles,
Dawn Penn,
One Last Wish,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Soft Machine,
Jeru the Damaja,
Metal Thangz,
The Moody Blues,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
John Cale,
Warsaw,
Henry Cow,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Motions,
Jawbox,
Pet Shop Boys,
Erasure,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Seeds,
The Fortunes,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Mars,
The Skatalites,
CMW,
Joe Smooth,
kango's stein massive,
Tres Demented,
Donny Hathaway,
Jacques Brel,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Juan Atkins,
Tears for Fears,
The Mojo Men,
Cluster,
Prince Buster,
Rapeman,
The Neon Judgement,
Junior Murvin,
Kenny Larkin,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Ken Boothe,
The Detroit Cobras,
Parry Music,
Peter & Gordon,
The Martian,
Minnie Riperton,
Traffic Nightmare,
Motorama,
Banda Bassotti,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Clear Light,
Rekid,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Soul Sonic Force,
Lower 48,
KRS-One,
New Age Steppers,
Glambeats Corp.,
Fat Boys, Fat Boys, Fat Boys, Fat Boys.
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.