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 Philadelphia.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 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 Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Angry Samoans. All the underground hits.
All Leonard Cohen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Flag record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rod Modell,
Moby Grape,
Frankie Knuckles,
Niagra,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Skriet,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Birthday Party,
Dennis Brown,
FM Einheit,
Radiohead,
The Monochrome Set,
Cymande,
Letta Mbulu,
Soulsonic Force,
Fela Kuti,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Dawn Penn,
Alphaville,
Mark Hollis,
The Pretty Things,
Panda Bear,
David McCallum,
Amazonics,
Agent Orange,
Gichy Dan,
Amon Düül,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Don Cherry,
Max Romeo,
The Durutti Column,
Pussy Galore,
Average White Band,
Warren Ellis,
New Age Steppers,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Fluxion,
The Shadows of Knight,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Trojans,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Grass Roots,
cv313,
Talk Talk,
JFA,
UT,
Visage,
New York Dolls,
The Leaves,
The Electric Prunes,
Maurizio,
Dorothy Ashby,
Index,
The Offenders,
Scrapy,
Crispy Ambulance,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
DJ Style,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
This Heat,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud.
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.