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 Iceland and from Toronto.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the oboe 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 Bluetip to the dance 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 CMW. All the underground hits.
All The Happenings tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Guru Guru record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Man Eating Sloth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultravox,
Sun Ra,
Soft Machine,
Donny Hathaway,
Soul II Soul,
Frankie Knuckles,
David Bowie,
Barclay James Harvest,
Joey Negro,
the Association,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
DJ Sneak,
Stockholm Monsters,
Public Enemy,
The Fugs,
Bobby Womack,
Visage,
Mark Hollis,
Sonny Sharrock,
Jawbox,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Carl Craig,
the Swans,
Bush Tetras,
The Birthday Party,
Black Flag,
Todd Rundgren,
Eric Dolphy,
The Black Dice,
Mo-Dettes,
Grauzone,
Procol Harum,
Scratch Acid,
Graham Central Station,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Raincoats,
Funkadelic,
The Martian,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Cramps,
Crooked Eye,
Nation of Ulysses,
Cymande,
Saccharine Trust,
Minor Threat,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Barracudas,
Can,
The Leaves,
Tears for Fears,
DJ Style,
Porter Ricks,
One Last Wish,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Adolescents,
Excepter,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Gories,
Livin' Joy,
Andrew Hill,
X-102,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs.
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.