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 Qatar and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Janne Schatter to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Massinfluence. All the underground hits.
All Sun Ra Arkestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Dead C 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rotary Connection record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Fela Kuti,
The J.B.'s,
Albert Ayler,
Derrick May,
Stetsasonic,
Thompson Twins,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Sound Behaviour,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Eddi Front,
Surgeon,
Jesper Dahlback,
Lebanon Hanover,
Don Cherry,
T. Rex,
The Trojans,
Delta 5,
Cal Tjader,
Metal Thangz,
Ultra Naté,
The Fall,
Glenn Branca,
The Flesh Eaters,
Boogie Down Productions,
Sällskapet,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
UT,
Subhumans,
Tubeway Army,
Marine Girls,
Audionom,
Hot Snakes,
Little Man,
Tres Demented,
The Sonics,
Judy Mowatt,
Agent Orange,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Cramps,
Barbara Tucker,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Susan Cadogan,
Hasil Adkins,
World's Most,
Sarah Menescal,
L. Decosne,
The Blackbyrds,
The Remains,
Gichy Dan,
Radiohead,
Lungfish,
The Names,
Swans,
Easy Going,
The Count Five,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Andrew Hill,
Roxy Music, Roxy Music, Roxy Music, Roxy Music.
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.