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 Chad and from Stockholm.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 arpeggiator 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 Fifty Foot Hose to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 The Leaves. All the underground hits.
All Jerry's Kids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grandmaster Flash record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 oboe and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Loose Ends record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television Personalities,
Pet Shop Boys,
Brothers Johnson,
Buzzcocks,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Big Daddy Kane,
Bill Near,
The Victims,
Skarface,
Angry Samoans,
Kas Product,
The Young Rascals,
Audionom,
Flipper,
Jerry's Kids,
The Fuzztones,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Bobby Sherman,
Warsaw,
Con Funk Shun,
Spandau Ballet,
The Stooges,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Star Department,
Lightning Bolt,
Matthew Bourne,
Barbara Tucker,
Rekid,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Modern Lovers,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Count Five,
The Doobie Brothers,
Scan 7,
Cluster,
Television,
Faust,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Man Parrish,
Unrelated Segments,
LL Cool J,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Bang On A Can,
Marvin Gaye,
Infiniti,
Sparks,
Scratch Acid,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Fad Gadget,
K-Klass,
Mark Hollis,
Crash Course in Science,
PIL,
Lalo Schifrin,
Cecil Taylor,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
R.M.O.,
The Tremeloes,
Gong,
Neu!,
Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force.
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.