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 Slovenia and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Interpol to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Mad Mike. All the underground hits.
All Dennis Brown tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minnie Riperton 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a A Certain Ratio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
F. McDonald,
Oneida,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Circle Jerks,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
the Swans,
Barbara Tucker,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Ornette Coleman,
The New Christs,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Hasil Adkins,
Smog,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
EPMD,
Funky Four + One,
Con Funk Shun,
The Shadows of Knight,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Gang Green,
Black Sheep,
E-Dancer,
John Lydon,
Aswad,
Bush Tetras,
Ten City,
The Raincoats,
Kayak,
Ronan,
The Smoke,
Wally Richardson,
The American Breed,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Nirvana,
Whodini,
Sixth Finger,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Donny Hathaway,
Colin Newman,
Au Pairs,
Barry Ungar,
Avey Tare,
Pole,
The Cowsills,
Pulsallama,
The Cure,
Liliput,
Kerri Chandler,
UT,
Subhumans,
Monks,
Yusef Lateef,
Hoover,
Bad Manners,
Faust,
Flash Fearless,
Ultra Naté,
The Gun Club,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Motions,
Marvin Gaye,
Icehouse, Icehouse, Icehouse, Icehouse.
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.