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 Montenegro and from Copenhagen.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the mellotron 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 N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Associates. All the underground hits.
All Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mary Jane Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Major Organ And The Adding Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nick Fraelich,
Con Funk Shun,
Technova,
Soul Sonic Force,
Vainqueur,
Sexual Harrassment,
Marmalade,
The Selecter,
Underground Resistance,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Nirvana,
Roxy Music,
Magma,
Alphaville,
Jeff Mills,
Judy Mowatt,
the Sonics,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Gories,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Marcia Griffiths,
Liliput,
China Crisis,
X-Ray Spex,
Harry Pussy,
Jesper Dahlback,
Fad Gadget,
Michelle Simonal,
Ash Ra Tempel,
John Lydon,
Whodini,
Q and Not U,
Y Pants,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Average White Band,
Barrington Levy,
Suicide,
Ohio Players,
The Birthday Party,
Fluxion,
Gregory Isaacs,
48th St. Collective,
Black Flag,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Cheater Slicks,
James White and The Blacks,
Boz Scaggs,
Leonard Cohen,
Television Personalities,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Unwound,
Angry Samoans,
Janne Schatter,
Morten Harket,
Ten City,
A Certain Ratio,
The Slackers,
Boogie Down Productions,
Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust.
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.