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 Taiwan and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Young Marble Giants to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 The Associates. All the underground hits.
All The Cowsills tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic 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 clarinet and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Michelle Simonal,
Bobby Byrd,
Chris Corsano,
Groovy Waters,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Ultra Naté,
Mandrill,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Donny Hathaway,
The Birthday Party,
Nas,
Robert Hood,
Josef K,
Sexual Harrassment,
Faust,
Deakin,
Terry Callier,
ABBA,
Circle Jerks,
Lee Hazlewood,
L. Decosne,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Masters at Work,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Wings,
Erykah Badu,
Harpers Bizarre,
Fat Boys,
Pet Shop Boys,
Carl Craig,
Kool Moe Dee,
Colin Newman,
Zero Boys,
Ohio Players,
Harmonia,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Excepter,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Happenings,
Mars,
Marc Almond,
Arcadia,
the Normal,
Frankie Knuckles,
Television Personalities,
Anthony Braxton,
Pere Ubu,
Stetsasonic,
Iggy Pop,
The Alarm Clocks,
Eve St. Jones,
The Seeds,
The Moleskins,
The Last Poets,
Sparks,
Cal Tjader,
Schoolly D,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Walker Brothers,
The Trojans, The Trojans, The Trojans, The Trojans.
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.