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 Malaysia and from Johannesburg.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Scientists to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 The American Breed. All the underground hits.
All Ituana tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kas Product record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Danielle Patucci record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Smiths,
Eve St. Jones,
Henry Cow,
The Cure,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Brand Nubian,
Crispy Ambulance,
Traffic Nightmare,
Silicon Teens,
Pet Shop Boys,
Young Marble Giants,
Jesper Dahlback,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Yusef Lateef,
Lakeside,
The Index,
Nation of Ulysses,
Nick Fraelich,
Monolake,
Lalo Schifrin,
Deadbeat,
Wolf Eyes,
Skarface,
Susan Cadogan,
Minutemen,
Fat Boys,
Wire,
Skaos,
Slick Rick,
David Axelrod,
Gang Starr,
Harmonia,
Robert Görl,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Rites of Spring,
Saccharine Trust,
Scan 7,
Slave,
Mark Hollis,
The Star Department,
Grey Daturas,
Blossom Toes,
Whodini,
The American Breed,
Fear,
Boz Scaggs,
the Soft Cell,
Leonard Cohen,
Anthony Braxton,
Schoolly D,
EPMD,
Lightning Bolt,
Cecil Taylor,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Sound Behaviour,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Piero Umiliani,
D'Angelo,
Altered Images,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez.
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.