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 Oman and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 harpsichord 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 Severed Heads to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Oblivians. All the underground hits.
All Sun City Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harmonia record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gap Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
F. McDonald,
Theoretical Girls,
Simply Red,
Juan Atkins,
Main Source,
Jesper Dahlback,
Joyce Sims,
The Fall,
Gichy Dan,
The Divine Comedy,
Brothers Johnson,
Marc Almond,
The Black Dice,
Warren Ellis,
Sam Rivers,
Lucky Dragons,
The Zeros,
Yellowson,
Nation of Ulysses,
Underground Resistance,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Ultra Naté,
Quadrant,
Rod Modell,
World's Most,
The Vogues,
Derrick Morgan,
Zero Boys,
Maurizio,
The Index,
Circle Jerks,
Cameo,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Fatback Band,
Young Marble Giants,
Ralphi Rosario,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Jerry's Kids,
10cc,
Intrusion,
Boredoms,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Procol Harum,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Slits,
Shuggie Otis,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Peter & Gordon,
The Moleskins,
Man Parrish,
X-Ray Spex,
Tears for Fears,
Kool Moe Dee,
Thee Headcoats,
Joe Smooth,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Make Up,
Aswad,
Little Man,
Tres Demented,
Flash Fearless,
Bluetip, Bluetip, Bluetip, Bluetip.
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.