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 Namibia and from Portland.
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 Cairo and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Banda Bassotti to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Organ. All the underground hits.
All The Saints tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mighty Diamonds record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 a clarinet and a theremin 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 spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb 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 Vogues,
Janne Schatter,
The Happenings,
Clear Light,
The Doors,
Marshall Jefferson,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Sugar Minott,
Boogie Down Productions,
China Crisis,
Swans,
Kenny Larkin,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
R.M.O.,
E-Dancer,
Goldenarms,
Liliput,
Interpol,
UT,
Charles Mingus,
The Wake,
The Associates,
The Neon Judgement,
One Last Wish,
Surgeon,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Ponytail,
Chrome,
The Human League,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Qualms,
The Skatalites,
Spoonie Gee,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Mars,
the Slits,
Bronski Beat,
Ultimate Spinach,
Blancmange,
Zapp,
Lightning Bolt,
Underground Resistance,
Man Eating Sloth,
Dave Gahan,
Youth Brigade,
The Evens,
Hasil Adkins,
Au Pairs,
The Real Kids,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Howard Jones,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Delta 5,
Moebius,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Warsaw,
Cal Tjader,
Piero Umiliani,
The Index,
Eddi Front,
The Doobie Brothers,
Pharoah Sanders,
Andrew Hill, Andrew Hill, Andrew Hill, Andrew Hill.
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.