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 Philippines and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 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 Tubeway Army to the jazz 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 Gang Green. All the underground hits.
All Aaron Thompson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soul II Soul record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fluxion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Donny Hathaway,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Lightning Bolt,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Maurizio,
Bootsy Collins,
Quadrant,
Cheater Slicks,
Little Man,
PIL,
Qualms,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Young Rascals,
KRS-One,
Deepchord,
the Bar-Kays,
The Saints,
Nation of Ulysses,
John Coltrane,
D'Angelo,
Alton Ellis,
Arab on Radar,
Eli Mardock,
Outsiders,
Minny Pops,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Slave,
Echospace,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Scrapy,
June Days,
Model 500,
The Victims,
Hoover,
Das Ding,
Shuggie Otis,
Patti Smith,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Laurel Aitken,
Flamin' Groovies,
Erykah Badu,
The Dirtbombs,
Aaron Thompson,
Swans,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Move,
Rod Modell,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Ultimate Spinach,
Robert Görl,
The Birthday Party,
Gabor Szabo,
Panda Bear,
Godley & Creme,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Soulsonic Force,
The Happenings,
Urselle,
Idris Muhammad,
Roxy Music,
the Fania All-Stars,
Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless.
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.