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 Qatar and from Manila.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the 808 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 Sonny Sharrock to the jazz 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 Traffic Nightmare. All the underground hits.
All Blancmange tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bill Wells record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Knickerbockers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
X-101,
The Knickerbockers,
The Electric Prunes,
Underground Resistance,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Crooked Eye,
Delta 5,
Kevin Saunderson,
the Swans,
Clear Light,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Sandy B,
Television Personalities,
Supertramp,
Throbbing Gristle,
Adolescents,
Brass Construction,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Junior Murvin,
New York Dolls,
a-ha,
Reuben Wilson,
Mandrill,
Mr. Review,
Don Cherry,
MC5,
Schoolly D,
T. Rex,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Aaron Thompson,
Yazoo,
The Star Department,
Ralphi Rosario,
Can,
Khruangbin,
Sixth Finger,
D'Angelo,
The Litter,
H. Thieme,
Stereo Dub,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Barry Ungar,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Lower 48,
Wally Richardson,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Toasters,
Matthew Halsall,
The Moody Blues,
Kenny Larkin,
Thompson Twins,
Lakeside,
The Cure,
Rufus Thomas,
Angry Samoans,
Tres Demented,
FM Einheit,
In Retrospect,
Y Pants,
Lalann,
Soft Cell,
Hoover, Hoover, Hoover, Hoover.
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.