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 Tajikistan and from Glasgow.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Art Ensemble Of Chicago to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 DeepChord presents Echospace. All the underground hits.
All The Mojo Men tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The New Christs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Anakelly record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Hutcherson,
Rhythm & Sound,
Blake Baxter,
Eli Mardock,
Brothers Johnson,
X-Ray Spex,
The Monochrome Set,
Babytalk,
Toni Rubio,
Sarah Menescal,
Dual Sessions,
Subhumans,
Brick,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Selecter,
The Victims,
Eddi Front,
The Blackbyrds,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Cecil Taylor,
the Bar-Kays,
Henry Cow,
Animal Collective,
EPMD,
Lebanon Hanover,
Steve Hackett,
Susan Cadogan,
The Martian,
New Age Steppers,
Vladislav Delay,
Mo-Dettes,
Lightning Bolt,
The Motions,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Neon Judgement,
The Misunderstood,
Saccharine Trust,
Tropical Tobacco,
Average White Band,
Stiv Bators,
Tim Buckley,
Camouflage,
Barbara Tucker,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Black Dice,
Kaleidoscope,
Sexual Harrassment,
X-102,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Ken Boothe,
New York Dolls,
Quando Quango,
Crash Course in Science,
Colin Newman,
Robert Görl,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Shuggie Otis,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters.
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.