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 Kiribati and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Fluxion to the funk 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 Grandmaster Flash. All the underground hits.
All Scratch Acid tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Warren Ellis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cecil Taylor record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Donald Byrd,
The Standells,
Pere Ubu,
Electric Prunes,
Maleditus Sound,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Searchers,
Lou Reed,
Tomorrow,
The Techniques,
Infiniti,
Reuben Wilson,
Malaria!,
Danielle Patucci,
Dennis Brown,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Joe Finger,
Aswad,
Public Enemy,
Nick Fraelich,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Divine Comedy,
The Angels of Light,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Lebanon Hanover,
Dorothy Ashby,
Alton Ellis,
Echospace,
Rites of Spring,
T.S.O.L.,
Derrick Morgan,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Star Department,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Ultra Naté,
Lindisfarne,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Anakelly,
Absolute Body Control,
Radiohead,
David Bowie,
Junior Murvin,
Accadde A,
Barclay James Harvest,
Marshall Jefferson,
R.M.O.,
The Black Dice,
The Motions,
Cybotron,
Graham Central Station,
Arab on Radar,
Gichy Dan,
The Doors,
The Index,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Johnny Osbourne,
Marine Girls,
Motorama,
Duran Duran,
The Raincoats,
Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim.
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.