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 East Timor and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Ash Ra Tempel to the funk 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 The Saints. All the underground hits.
All Alton Ellis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Slits 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a FM Einheit record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rufus Thomas,
In Retrospect,
Chris Corsano,
Rotary Connection,
Jesper Dahlback,
Minnie Riperton,
The Doobie Brothers,
Todd Rundgren,
The Flesh Eaters,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Brothers Johnson,
Ornette Coleman,
JFA,
Kool Moe Dee,
Lalann,
Monolake,
Massinfluence,
Gerry Rafferty,
Dead Boys,
Ultravox,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Index,
Gil Scott Heron,
Avey Tare,
Matthew Halsall,
The Invisible,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Leaves,
Joensuu 1685,
The Black Dice,
The Motions,
Mars,
Eurythmics,
ABBA,
Intrusion,
Howard Jones,
The Saints,
Trumans Water,
Peter & Gordon,
Mantronix,
MC5,
Mark Hollis,
Girls At Our Best!,
Brick,
Gabor Szabo,
Jeru the Damaja,
Eddi Front,
the Association,
Peter and Kerry,
Hashim,
Ituana,
The Mojo Men,
DJ Sneak,
The Names,
The Blues Magoos,
The Divine Comedy,
Sam Rivers,
Tropical Tobacco,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Fluxion,
Rosa Yemen, Rosa Yemen, Rosa Yemen, Rosa Yemen.
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.