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 Haiti and from Lille.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 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 Guru Guru to the crunk 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 Pylon. All the underground hits.
All Nirvana tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Pretty Things record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 a guitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Justin Hinds & The Dominoes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Swell Maps,
Crash Course in Science,
Public Enemy,
Stiv Bators,
Deakin,
Minutemen,
Graham Central Station,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Trojans,
Malaria!,
Can,
Iggy Pop,
John Cale,
Pulsallama,
The Mojo Men,
The Beau Brummels,
Funky Four + One,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Human League,
Spandau Ballet,
Agitation Free,
Morten Harket,
Patti Smith,
Main Source,
Liliput,
Outsiders,
Los Fastidios,
Metal Thangz,
Rufus Thomas,
Marine Girls,
Traffic Nightmare,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Pop Group,
Hasil Adkins,
PIL,
JFA,
Newcleus,
Derrick Morgan,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Hoover,
Robert Hood,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Brass Construction,
Sparks,
Mr. Review,
Wings,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Michelle Simonal,
Prince Buster,
David Bowie,
the Germs,
Sugar Minott,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The American Breed,
48th St. Collective,
The Monks,
The Leaves,
Ronan,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Oneida, Oneida, Oneida, Oneida.
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.