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 Uganda and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 rhodes 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 Agitation Free to the jazz 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 New York Dolls. All the underground hits.
All Ituana tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bootsy Collins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Happenings record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Raincoats,
The Fall,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Last Poets,
AZ,
Youth Brigade,
The Seeds,
Duran Duran,
Loose Ends,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Hoover,
Harpers Bizarre,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Glambeats Corp.,
Rotary Connection,
The Alarm Clocks,
Al Stewart,
Deakin,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Clear Light,
Ultravox,
The Sonics,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Scott Walker,
F. McDonald,
Von Mondo,
Maurizio,
Excepter,
Stereo Dub,
Q65,
Magma,
Mo-Dettes,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Joensuu 1685,
Joe Smooth,
8 Eyed Spy,
Parry Music,
Nas,
The Monks,
The Standells,
David Bowie,
Shuggie Otis,
Ossler,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Alphaville,
Maleditus Sound,
DNA,
Vainqueur,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Slave,
Aswad,
Reagan Youth,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
UT,
Audionom,
Arcadia,
Lou Christie,
Laurel Aitken,
The Residents,
EPMD,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Can,
Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound.
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.