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 Norway and from Cairo.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 marimba 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 Soul Sonic Force to the punk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Marcia Griffiths. All the underground hits.
All Duran Duran tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fort Wilson Riot record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Talk Talk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aaron Thompson,
Marcia Griffiths,
Crispy Ambulance,
Scion,
Liliput,
Rekid,
The Monochrome Set,
Procol Harum,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Jeff Mills,
Lalo Schifrin,
Boredoms,
Q65,
Ten City,
Faust,
Whodini,
Ituana,
Frankie Knuckles,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Chris & Cosey,
Gong,
Erykah Badu,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Camouflage,
Adolescents,
Delta 5,
Don Cherry,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Bill Near,
The Tremeloes,
Visage,
Sun Ra,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Loose Ends,
Maleditus Sound,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Tom Boy,
John Lydon,
Heaven 17,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
the Slits,
Donald Byrd,
E-Dancer,
Joensuu 1685,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Livin' Joy,
Icehouse,
Blossom Toes,
Organ,
The Smiths,
Moss Icon,
Sam Rivers,
The Selecter,
Roxette,
Prince Buster,
Al Stewart,
The United States of America,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Nils Olav,
Barbara Tucker,
Radio Birdman,
Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes.
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.