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 Gabon and from Bremen.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the marimba 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 Hardrive to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Alton Ellis. All the underground hits.
All OOIOO tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chris Corsano 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 a harpsichord and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aswad record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kenny Larkin,
The Cowsills,
Sight & Sound,
Alison Limerick,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Fugs,
Ultra Naté,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Kas Product,
Lower 48,
Section 25,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
L. Decosne,
Boogie Down Productions,
PIL,
The Searchers,
The Offenders,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Wasted Youth,
the Human League,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
UT,
Buzzcocks,
Brothers Johnson,
Laurel Aitken,
Excepter,
Wire,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Fat Boys,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Crooked Eye,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Mandrill,
Hashim,
The Index,
Liliput,
Dead Boys,
Delon & Dalcan,
Q and Not U,
Gang Starr,
John Holt,
Mark Hollis,
DNA,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Gap Band,
Blake Baxter,
Jandek,
Sonic Youth,
Faraquet,
Unrelated Segments,
The Fall,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Johnny Osbourne,
Crime,
The American Breed,
The Alarm Clocks,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark.
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.