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 the UAE and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane to the disco 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 The Angels of Light. All the underground hits.
All Bad Manners tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kas Product 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Loose Ends record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boz Scaggs,
Roy Ayers,
Neu!,
Malaria!,
Gong,
Skriet,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Shoche,
Suburban Knight,
Moebius,
Piero Umiliani,
The Zeros,
Barry Ungar,
Black Flag,
Underground Resistance,
Monks,
X-101,
Throbbing Gristle,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Duran Duran,
The Music Machine,
Depeche Mode,
The Raincoats,
Yusef Lateef,
Fugazi,
La Düsseldorf,
Guru Guru,
Zapp,
the Slits,
Sound Behaviour,
The Flesh Eaters,
Sugar Minott,
Bootsy Collins,
Sam Rivers,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Man Parrish,
Scan 7,
Joey Negro,
Main Source,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Absolute Body Control,
The New Christs,
Chris Corsano,
Lalann,
48th St. Collective,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Royal Trux,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Amon Düül II,
Bad Manners,
Isaac Hayes,
Scion,
Eric Copeland,
Rotary Connection,
Sight & Sound,
Sun Ra,
Erykah Badu,
Saccharine Trust,
The Slits,
Neil Young,
Crash Course in Science, Crash Course in Science, Crash Course in Science, Crash Course in Science.
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.