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 Comoros and from Portland.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Hoover to the disco 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 Youth Brigade. All the underground hits.
All Tom Boy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Beasts of Bourbon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 an oboe and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Slits record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lebanon Hanover,
Jawbox,
The Monochrome Set,
Average White Band,
Delon & Dalcan,
Warsaw,
Aloha Tigers,
Drexciya,
the Fania All-Stars,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Rosa Yemen,
The United States of America,
Skaos,
The Martian,
Reuben Wilson,
Marine Girls,
Mark Hollis,
Radiopuhelimet,
Vainqueur,
The Moleskins,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Saints,
Dark Day,
Junior Murvin,
Organ,
Surgeon,
Morten Harket,
The Victims,
June of 44,
Zero Boys,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
EPMD,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Thompson Twins,
Con Funk Shun,
The Red Krayola,
The Cure,
DNA,
Lyres,
48th St. Collective,
Blake Baxter,
Althea and Donna,
Janne Schatter,
Lalann,
The Zeros,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Grandmaster Flash,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Rufus Thomas,
Pet Shop Boys,
Slick Rick,
Iggy Pop,
Loose Ends,
Robert Görl,
Gang Starr,
Ultra Naté,
Duran Duran,
Outsiders,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Radio Birdman,
Leonard Cohen,
Adolescents, Adolescents, Adolescents, Adolescents.
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.