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 Georgia and from Shanghai.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 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 Danielle Patucci to the crunk 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 David Axelrod. All the underground hits.
All Alton Ellis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every AZ record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harry Pussy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
MC5,
The Fall,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Anthony Braxton,
K-Klass,
Agent Orange,
the Human League,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Minny Pops,
Lou Christie,
Hasil Adkins,
L. Decosne,
Kayak,
Lindisfarne,
Erasure,
Index,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Names,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Cramps,
Main Source,
Jesper Dahlback,
Arcadia,
Ponytail,
Black Moon,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Sun City Girls,
Erykah Badu,
Robert Görl,
Sex Pistols,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Mad Mike,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Moss Icon,
Man Parrish,
Khruangbin,
Terrestrial Tones,
Funkadelic,
Marcia Griffiths,
Fad Gadget,
Bill Near,
the Slits,
Roger Hodgson,
Mars,
Monolake,
Rapeman,
Black Flag,
Buzzcocks,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Modern Lovers,
Ludus,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Rod Modell,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Tears for Fears,
Eric B and Rakim,
Derrick May,
Nils Olav,
Lucky Dragons,
Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica.
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.