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 Libya and from Tehran.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 arpeggiator 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 Larry & the Blue Notes to the rock 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 DNA. All the underground hits.
All Little Man tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lyres record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eric B and Rakim record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Bananas,
Chris & Cosey,
Das Ding,
The Offenders,
Donny Hathaway,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Tres Demented,
Stockholm Monsters,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Cecil Taylor,
Pagans,
Shuggie Otis,
Skarface,
Lightning Bolt,
The Kinks,
Q and Not U,
Frankie Knuckles,
Bill Wells,
Pere Ubu,
New Order,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Tommy Roe,
Marvin Gaye,
B.T. Express,
Animal Collective,
Pierre Henry,
The Gories,
Gabor Szabo,
Girls At Our Best!,
Soft Cell,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
FM Einheit,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Goldenarms,
Sex Pistols,
Wire,
The Stooges,
Curtis Mayfield,
Donald Byrd,
Cabaret Voltaire,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Zapp,
X-102,
June of 44,
CMW,
The Real Kids,
The Count Five,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Susan Cadogan,
Crispy Ambulance,
Grey Daturas,
Ronnie Foster,
Maleditus Sound,
Sixth Finger,
John Coltrane,
DJ Sneak,
Bobby Byrd,
The Blues Magoos,
Ultravox,
Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth.
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.