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 Dominican Republic and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Marine Girls to the jazz 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 Q65. All the underground hits.
All Stockholm Monsters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marshall Jefferson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Frankie Knuckles record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Trojans,
Man Eating Sloth,
Swell Maps,
Vladislav Delay,
Minor Threat,
The Buckinghams,
Joe Finger,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Amazonics,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Monochrome Set,
Monks,
Radiopuhelimet,
Pere Ubu,
Letta Mbulu,
The Red Krayola,
Gang Starr,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Harpers Bizarre,
Mantronix,
Maleditus Sound,
Young Marble Giants,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Slackers,
The Dirtbombs,
Deadbeat,
The Mojo Men,
Gang Gang Dance,
Cybotron,
Funky Four + One,
Oneida,
Mandrill,
Erykah Badu,
Moebius,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Angels of Light,
Pussy Galore,
Warsaw,
Mars,
Eli Mardock,
Lucky Dragons,
Ultra Naté,
Funkadelic,
Donald Byrd,
Anakelly,
The Busters,
Delon & Dalcan,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Bang On A Can,
Lyres,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Barracudas,
Drive Like Jehu,
Freddie Wadling,
Boredoms,
The Moleskins,
Q65,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Gladiators, The Gladiators, The Gladiators, The Gladiators.
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.