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 Belgium and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 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 Kevin Saunderson 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 The Walker Brothers. All the underground hits.
All Nico tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Andrew Hill 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Red Lorry Yellow Lorry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ronan,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Tommy Roe,
The Mighty Diamonds,
the Germs,
Glambeats Corp.,
Hoover,
Funkadelic,
Chris Corsano,
The Dead C,
Nick Fraelich,
Barclay James Harvest,
Mr. Review,
Ice-T,
Technova,
Eurythmics,
China Crisis,
Thompson Twins,
8 Eyed Spy,
Scrapy,
The Pretty Things,
Dawn Penn,
Scott Walker,
Donny Hathaway,
The Angels of Light,
Lucky Dragons,
The Slackers,
Sam Rivers,
The Shadows of Knight,
Judy Mowatt,
cv313,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Slick Rick,
Vainqueur,
EPMD,
Bang On A Can,
The Toasters,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Freddie Wadling,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Rotary Connection,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Walker Brothers,
Barrington Levy,
Cal Tjader,
Khruangbin,
Peter & Gordon,
Von Mondo,
Bill Near,
Radiohead,
Das Ding,
Blancmange,
Boredoms,
Bobby Womack,
Letta Mbulu,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Drive Like Jehu,
DNA,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Nils Olav,
The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s.
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.