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 Australia and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Copenhagen.
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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Lebanon Hanover to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Gastr Del Sol. All the underground hits.
All Donny Hathaway tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alphaville 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cure record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Echospace,
OOIOO,
Lindisfarne,
Scientists,
cv313,
This Heat,
The Martian,
The Zeros,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Dennis Brown,
The Cowsills,
The Stooges,
Magazine,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Ludus,
The Blackbyrds,
Robert Hood,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Marmalade,
Sexual Harrassment,
FM Einheit,
Hardrive,
Clear Light,
Yellowson,
Unrelated Segments,
MC5,
Leonard Cohen,
Guru Guru,
Boz Scaggs,
the Fania All-Stars,
Donny Hathaway,
Cluster,
The Buckinghams,
Symarip,
Crispy Ambulance,
Michelle Simonal,
Lakeside,
Kerri Chandler,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Real Kids,
The Residents,
The Knickerbockers,
ABC,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Toasters,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Dorothy Ashby,
Moby Grape,
Grauzone,
Traffic Nightmare,
Motorama,
Soulsonic Force,
Cymande,
Y Pants,
Shoche,
Rhythm & Sound,
Frankie Knuckles,
Brothers Johnson,
Carl Craig, Carl Craig, Carl Craig, Carl Craig.
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.