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 Kosovo and from Tehran.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Mandrill to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Stiv Bators. All the underground hits.
All The Dave Clark Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Golliwogs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gil Scott Heron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Animal Collective,
Outsiders,
Magazine,
Bad Manners,
Television,
New Order,
Lucky Dragons,
Groovy Waters,
Silicon Teens,
Joe Finger,
Lou Christie,
Iggy Pop,
D'Angelo,
Lalann,
Bauhaus,
The Neon Judgement,
Loose Ends,
UT,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Arthur Verocai,
China Crisis,
Easy Going,
Brass Construction,
Tim Buckley,
Man Parrish,
Bush Tetras,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Moby Grape,
DJ Style,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Lebanon Hanover,
Shuggie Otis,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Gerry Rafferty,
MDC,
Hasil Adkins,
Marshall Jefferson,
Marmalade,
Fatback Band,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
X-101,
Minny Pops,
Andrew Hill,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Janne Schatter,
Mandrill,
Sister Nancy,
Amazonics,
Erasure,
The Golliwogs,
The Shadows of Knight,
Second Layer,
Trumans Water,
Soul Sonic Force,
Jandek,
Pantaleimon,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Brothers Johnson,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Seeds,
In Retrospect, In Retrospect, In Retrospect, In Retrospect.
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.