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 Ethiopia and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Jeff Mills to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Cheater Slicks. All the underground hits.
All Kurtis Blow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every MDC record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 marimba and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Public Enemy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Silicon Teens,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Hot Snakes,
Dead Boys,
Cybotron,
OOIOO,
The Birthday Party,
Dennis Brown,
Warren Ellis,
Young Marble Giants,
Roger Hodgson,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Danielle Patucci,
Soul Sonic Force,
MDC,
Symarip,
Sixth Finger,
Q and Not U,
the Association,
Sexual Harrassment,
Tres Demented,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Sun City Girls,
Sight & Sound,
Joyce Sims,
Mars,
Albert Ayler,
MC5,
E-Dancer,
Von Mondo,
Model 500,
the Bar-Kays,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Lou Reed,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Nick Fraelich,
Circle Jerks,
Spoonie Gee,
Kenny Larkin,
D'Angelo,
Das Ding,
Simply Red,
Yellowson,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Searchers,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Lindisfarne,
Delta 5,
The Happenings,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Scientists,
Mantronix,
Frankie Knuckles,
the Human League,
Brass Construction,
Erykah Badu,
Rod Modell,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Thompson Twins,
The Names, The Names, The Names, The Names.
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.