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 Niger and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 sitar 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 Animal Collective to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Jimmy McGriff. All the underground hits.
All Patti Smith tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every E-Dancer record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 an oboe and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Half Japanese record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brothers Johnson,
Icehouse,
Pussy Galore,
The Toasters,
Essential Logic,
Kevin Saunderson,
Ludus,
New Age Steppers,
Mantronix,
The Count Five,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Marmalade,
Pharoah Sanders,
X-Ray Spex,
The Walker Brothers,
The Music Machine,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
David Bowie,
A Flock of Seagulls,
A Certain Ratio,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Flash Fearless,
Man Parrish,
Animal Collective,
Pagans,
Desert Stars,
Reagan Youth,
Sound Behaviour,
John Coltrane,
Sarah Menescal,
Dual Sessions,
Slick Rick,
Infiniti,
Hashim,
The Raincoats,
PIL,
Rosa Yemen,
The Human League,
Juan Atkins,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Patti Smith,
Camberwell Now,
Procol Harum,
The Alarm Clocks,
DJ Style,
Marine Girls,
The Stooges,
Dawn Penn,
Freddie Wadling,
The Associates,
Supertramp,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Bobby Sherman,
The Blackbyrds,
Cheater Slicks,
Q65,
The Saints,
Anthony Braxton,
Donald Byrd,
Sight & Sound,
Trumans Water,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
MDC, MDC, MDC, MDC.
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.