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 Nicaragua and from Lyon.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the organ 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 The Fugs to the punk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Mojo Men. All the underground hits.
All Malaria! tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fluxion record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marshall Jefferson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
E-Dancer,
Robert Hood,
The Sonics,
Bauhaus,
China Crisis,
Crispy Ambulance,
F. McDonald,
Alton Ellis,
Marine Girls,
Radio Birdman,
David McCallum,
Urselle,
The Electric Prunes,
8 Eyed Spy,
Joey Negro,
Radiopuhelimet,
Panda Bear,
48th St. Collective,
The Seeds,
Grey Daturas,
U.S. Maple,
The Evens,
Radiohead,
One Last Wish,
Buzzcocks,
The Durutti Column,
The American Breed,
Kenny Larkin,
Excepter,
Spandau Ballet,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Youth Brigade,
EPMD,
Junior Murvin,
Rotary Connection,
Soft Cell,
Tomorrow,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Duran Duran,
Carl Craig,
Ludus,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Joensuu 1685,
Matthew Bourne,
The Vogues,
Peter & Gordon,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Roger Hodgson,
The Birthday Party,
Al Stewart,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Inner City,
The Last Poets,
Monks,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
the Association,
Cluster,
Outsiders,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Thee Headcoats,
Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall.
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.