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 Monaco and from Houston.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Von Mondo to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Gang Gang Dance. All the underground hits.
All Glambeats Corp. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barbara Tucker record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Slick Rick record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Slits,
Marine Girls,
Quantec,
Hashim,
This Heat,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Hoover,
Lalo Schifrin,
Monolake,
The Music Machine,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Slave,
Rites of Spring,
Young Marble Giants,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Martian,
Donny Hathaway,
Gang Green,
Minny Pops,
Bobby Byrd,
Joensuu 1685,
Funkadelic,
Underground Resistance,
Crash Course in Science,
Simply Red,
Eli Mardock,
Unwound,
Alison Limerick,
Los Fastidios,
H. Thieme,
Sight & Sound,
La Düsseldorf,
Negative Approach,
Theoretical Girls,
Shuggie Otis,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Chrome,
Sex Pistols,
Television Personalities,
Juan Atkins,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Freddie Wadling,
Gichy Dan,
Aural Exciters,
Sam Rivers,
Lalann,
Gong,
Television,
Warren Ellis,
Blancmange,
Sun City Girls,
Neil Young,
The Monks,
ABBA,
Radio Birdman,
Joey Negro,
Amon Düül II,
John Foxx,
Trumans Water,
T.S.O.L.,
Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz.
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.