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 Ecuador and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Soulsonic Force to the crunk 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 MDC. All the underground hits.
All The Chocolate Watch Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kas Product record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ohio Players record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Lydon,
Eve St. Jones,
The Smiths,
The Real Kids,
Peter and Kerry,
Von Mondo,
Marshall Jefferson,
Bluetip,
Nas,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Carl Craig,
Malaria!,
Lindisfarne,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Goldenarms,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Connie Case,
Kaleidoscope,
Pantytec,
Brass Construction,
In Retrospect,
Mark Hollis,
Johnny Clarke,
The Electric Prunes,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Toni Rubio,
Grandmaster Flash,
Ossler,
FM Einheit,
U.S. Maple,
Eric Dolphy,
Bang On A Can,
The Count Five,
Ultra Naté,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Kevin Saunderson,
Mission of Burma,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Swell Maps,
Oneida,
Black Pus,
Pharoah Sanders,
Nation of Ulysses,
Fad Gadget,
Nirvana,
Groovy Waters,
Dark Day,
Junior Murvin,
Barbara Tucker,
Albert Ayler,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Thompson Twins,
Aloha Tigers,
Ralphi Rosario,
Mr. Review,
Blancmange,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Easy Going,
The Dirtbombs,
Deadbeat,
Colin Newman,
The Invisible, The Invisible, The Invisible, The Invisible.
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.