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 Belarus and from Paris.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the theremin 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 Japan to the funk 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 Warren Ellis. All the underground hits.
All Ponytail tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Colin Newman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Janne Schatter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scan 7,
Bob Dylan,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Bluetip,
World's Most,
Toni Rubio,
The Litter,
Throbbing Gristle,
Tropical Tobacco,
Pole,
Pantaleimon,
Black Moon,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Saccharine Trust,
Mission of Burma,
Funkadelic,
Fatback Band,
CMW,
Joe Smooth,
Bronski Beat,
Godley & Creme,
Kurtis Blow,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Dennis Brown,
Barbara Tucker,
Sugar Minott,
L. Decosne,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Audionom,
Boogie Down Productions,
Little Man,
kango's stein massive,
Soft Cell,
Depeche Mode,
Gastr Del Sol,
Altered Images,
Gichy Dan,
Faust,
Animal Collective,
Aloha Tigers,
Sexual Harrassment,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
John Coltrane,
10cc,
Excepter,
Rufus Thomas,
Jacob Miller,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
the Association,
Yazoo,
Eric Dolphy,
The Happenings,
Main Source,
James White and The Blacks,
OOIOO,
Flipper,
Massinfluence,
Marmalade,
D'Angelo,
Half Japanese,
The Gap Band,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
X-101, X-101, X-101, X-101.
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.