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 Comoros and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Gary Puckett & The Union Gap to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Drive Like Jehu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Selecter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 spring reverb and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a AZ record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Mills,
Loose Ends,
Soft Machine,
The Gun Club,
Josef K,
The Doors,
Gastr Del Sol,
Crime,
Swell Maps,
Marcia Griffiths,
Maleditus Sound,
World's Most,
Hardrive,
New Order,
Scratch Acid,
The Detroit Cobras,
DJ Style,
Cybotron,
The J.B.'s,
The Neon Judgement,
The Fire Engines,
Bush Tetras,
Connie Case,
Rotary Connection,
48th St. Collective,
The Fortunes,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Terry Callier,
Lyres,
Scott Walker,
Grey Daturas,
Bluetip,
Jacques Brel,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Index,
Amon Düül,
Alice Coltrane,
the Germs,
Television Personalities,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Masters at Work,
Rufus Thomas,
Boz Scaggs,
Trumans Water,
Marmalade,
The Modern Lovers,
Flipper,
Circle Jerks,
the Association,
The Dirtbombs,
Wings,
Toni Rubio,
Danielle Patucci,
Fluxion,
The Gladiators,
Blake Baxter,
Jeru the Damaja, Jeru the Damaja, Jeru the Damaja, Jeru the Damaja.
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.