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 Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 spring reverb 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 Scion 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 Soft Machine. All the underground hits.
All Main Source tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Smoke 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 a rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Chocolate Watch Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Urselle,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Traffic Nightmare,
Rod Modell,
DNA,
Model 500,
Von Mondo,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Cybotron,
Yaz,
Bobby Sherman,
Infiniti,
Freddie Wadling,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Skarface,
Echospace,
Funky Four + One,
The Fall,
The Zeros,
Adolescents,
Funkadelic,
Drive Like Jehu,
Rotary Connection,
Dead Boys,
Joensuu 1685,
Animal Collective,
Little Man,
Vainqueur,
Q and Not U,
The Golliwogs,
Bad Manners,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Sex Pistols,
Camouflage,
Quantec,
Sun City Girls,
K-Klass,
Matthew Bourne,
Duran Duran,
Minutemen,
Yusef Lateef,
Albert Ayler,
Carl Craig,
The Smoke,
Sexual Harrassment,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Evens,
The Tremeloes,
The Motions,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Public Enemy,
Bob Dylan,
LL Cool J,
The Happenings,
Dennis Brown,
Jerry's Kids,
The Move,
The Doors,
the Slits,
Organ, Organ, Organ, Organ.
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.