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 Maldives and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 marimba 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 Newcleus to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Sunsets and Hearts. All the underground hits.
All The Names tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delta 5 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dennis Brown record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rekid,
Thee Headcoats,
Warsaw,
Rhythm & Sound,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Moody Blues,
The Evens,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Skatalites,
New Age Steppers,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Fall,
Arthur Verocai,
Deepchord,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Juan Atkins,
Gil Scott Heron,
Barry Ungar,
Zapp,
The Associates,
Joensuu 1685,
Iggy Pop,
Second Layer,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Erasure,
Skriet,
The Standells,
Dead Boys,
Heaven 17,
Jimmy McGriff,
the Association,
Talk Talk,
The Tremeloes,
Dave Gahan,
Radio Birdman,
Kevin Saunderson,
Sarah Menescal,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Shadows of Knight,
Pere Ubu,
Pagans,
Cheater Slicks,
A Certain Ratio,
Derrick Morgan,
Lalann,
Yusef Lateef,
Graham Central Station,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Outsiders,
Y Pants,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Anakelly,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Boogie Down Productions,
Urselle,
Tres Demented,
Gregory Isaacs,
Babytalk,
Junior Murvin,
Shuggie Otis,
Ponytail,
Jandek, Jandek, Jandek, Jandek.
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.