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 Kosovo and from Beijing.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Mumbai.
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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Warren Ellis to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Quantec. All the underground hits.
All CMW tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scrapy 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ken Boothe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Connie Case,
Soul Sonic Force,
Juan Atkins,
Young Marble Giants,
Kerri Chandler,
Royal Trux,
Technova,
The Star Department,
DJ Style,
The Happenings,
David McCallum,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Modern Lovers,
Deakin,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Scott Walker,
Eric B and Rakim,
Livin' Joy,
Magma,
Adolescents,
The Gories,
OOIOO,
Rekid,
Susan Cadogan,
These Immortal Souls,
Kerrie Biddell,
Rod Modell,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Piero Umiliani,
The Names,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Metal Thangz,
The Gun Club,
New Age Steppers,
Subhumans,
Robert Wyatt,
Cymande,
Idris Muhammad,
The American Breed,
Camberwell Now,
Andrew Hill,
Reagan Youth,
The Blackbyrds,
The Flesh Eaters,
Banda Bassotti,
Terry Callier,
Barry Ungar,
EPMD,
The Pretty Things,
Harry Pussy,
Kurtis Blow,
Sister Nancy,
Glambeats Corp.,
Harmonia,
Rites of Spring,
Ludus,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Babytalk,
Lou Christie,
Qualms,
Agitation Free,
Infiniti,
Deepchord,
Mandrill,
Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci.
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.