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 Madagascar and from Accra.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 808 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 Big Daddy Kane to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Moby Grape. All the underground hits.
All EPMD tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Janne Schatter 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Clear Light record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Livin' Joy,
Swans,
Dorothy Ashby,
Bill Near,
Mo-Dettes,
Flash Fearless,
Gerry Rafferty,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Ten City,
Roxy Music,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Organ,
Eyeless In Gaza,
John Holt,
Piero Umiliani,
F. McDonald,
Janne Schatter,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Hasil Adkins,
Crash Course in Science,
Babytalk,
Danielle Patucci,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Quando Quango,
Aaron Thompson,
The United States of America,
Pagans,
Scott Walker,
Parry Music,
Wolf Eyes,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Star Department,
The Motions,
Ohio Players,
Jerry's Kids,
The Happenings,
Absolute Body Control,
X-102,
Tropical Tobacco,
Duran Duran,
The Sonics,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Althea and Donna,
Desert Stars,
Mark Hollis,
Roy Ayers,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Technova,
Fluxion,
Kayak,
Marmalade,
Ken Boothe,
Josef K,
Lyres,
The Techniques,
Minnie Riperton,
Scratch Acid,
U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple.
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.