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 Armenia and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Red Krayola to the techno 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 E-Dancer. All the underground hits.
All Lyres tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Star Department record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Charles Mingus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Sound,
Deepchord,
Jeff Mills,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Gichy Dan,
Eric Dolphy,
Derrick Morgan,
The Slits,
Michelle Simonal,
Big Daddy Kane,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Y Pants,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Echospace,
Magma,
Peter & Gordon,
Leonard Cohen,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Rod Modell,
Erykah Badu,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Al Stewart,
Lucky Dragons,
Glenn Branca,
David Axelrod,
Stereo Dub,
Yusef Lateef,
China Crisis,
Swell Maps,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
the Human League,
John Lydon,
Stockholm Monsters,
Avey Tare,
Fear,
Vladislav Delay,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Ten City,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Faraquet,
Alison Limerick,
Ronan,
The Standells,
Wire,
Albert Ayler,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
MC5,
The Dead C,
Hot Snakes,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
X-102,
Newcleus,
The Index,
FM Einheit,
James White and The Blacks,
The Zeros,
The Gap Band,
The Doors,
Eric Copeland,
Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force.
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.