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 Georgia and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 sitar 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 Sly & The Family Stone to the funk 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 Fear. All the underground hits.
All Interpol tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Accadde A record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 spring reverb and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pantaleimon,
The Gun Club,
Half Japanese,
Yellowson,
Colin Newman,
Graham Central Station,
Deakin,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Cowsills,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Audionom,
Gang of Four,
DJ Sneak,
Scratch Acid,
Can,
Yaz,
Metal Thangz,
Kaleidoscope,
Yazoo,
Matthew Halsall,
Sixth Finger,
Kurtis Blow,
The Techniques,
Motorama,
Suburban Knight,
The Invisible,
Traffic Nightmare,
Joy Division,
Schoolly D,
The Human League,
The Blues Magoos,
The Index,
Model 500,
Smog,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Los Fastidios,
Blancmange,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Brick,
The Skatalites,
Das Ding,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Gabor Szabo,
Patti Smith,
Donny Hathaway,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Ultra Naté,
Alison Limerick,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Unrelated Segments,
Davy DMX,
T. Rex,
Crooked Eye,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Skaos,
Lou Christie,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Anthony Braxton,
Heaven 17,
Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins.
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.