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 Botswana and from Manchester.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Rufus Thomas to the disco 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 OOIOO. All the underground hits.
All The Evens tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Section 25 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gang Green record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Erykah Badu,
The Shadows of Knight,
Stetsasonic,
Reagan Youth,
Yaz,
Warsaw,
The Fugs,
Freddie Wadling,
The Techniques,
Minny Pops,
Nico,
Blancmange,
Man Eating Sloth,
Black Bananas,
The Wake,
Flash Fearless,
Brick,
The Star Department,
The Fuzztones,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Flipper,
Carl Craig,
Technova,
Nation of Ulysses,
Funky Four + One,
Pussy Galore,
Lucky Dragons,
Bobby Sherman,
Black Flag,
Big Daddy Kane,
Lyres,
Kevin Saunderson,
Easy Going,
The J.B.'s,
Terrestrial Tones,
Magma,
Lakeside,
Skarface,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Velvet Underground,
Lou Christie,
Jacques Brel,
Michelle Simonal,
The Zeros,
Popol Vuh,
Outsiders,
T. Rex,
U.S. Maple,
John Coltrane,
Cecil Taylor,
Ituana,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Cure,
Quadrant,
Oneida,
Don Cherry,
Pole,
New Age Steppers,
Mantronix, Mantronix, Mantronix, Mantronix.
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.