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 Mozambique and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 The Sound to the disco 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 Malaria!. All the underground hits.
All Fugazi tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Pop Group record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stiv Bators record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Gastr Del Sol,
FM Einheit,
the Normal,
Michelle Simonal,
Avey Tare,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Stiv Bators,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Invisible,
Gang Starr,
Traffic Nightmare,
Harry Pussy,
The Wake,
PIL,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Scan 7,
Newcleus,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Section 25,
The Residents,
Todd Terry,
Archie Shepp,
Bauhaus,
Motorama,
Buzzcocks,
Ultimate Spinach,
Kerri Chandler,
Derrick May,
Sixth Finger,
Curtis Mayfield,
Alison Limerick,
Scott Walker,
The Neon Judgement,
K-Klass,
D'Angelo,
AZ,
Rakim,
Subhumans,
Slave,
Glambeats Corp.,
Loose Ends,
Niagra,
Tres Demented,
Aaron Thompson,
Ronnie Foster,
The Techniques,
New York Dolls,
Harpers Bizarre,
Youth Brigade,
Byron Stingily,
The Skatalites,
Flamin' Groovies,
Godley & Creme,
Kool Moe Dee,
Spandau Ballet,
Circle Jerks,
Wire,
Swans,
One Last Wish,
Kaleidoscope,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel.
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.