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 Paris.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Mumbai.
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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan to the techno 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 Hashim. All the underground hits.
All Gang Green tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sex Pistols record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quantec record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eden Ahbez,
The Music Machine,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Marvin Gaye,
Andrew Hill,
Terrestrial Tones,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Wings,
Delon & Dalcan,
Robert Wyatt,
Porter Ricks,
Godley & Creme,
John Foxx,
Babytalk,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Cecil Taylor,
Sonny Sharrock,
PIL,
The Associates,
the Sonics,
Harpers Bizarre,
In Retrospect,
Lyres,
The Red Krayola,
Amazonics,
Brothers Johnson,
Oblivians,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Jawbox,
Hardrive,
Stiv Bators,
Lindisfarne,
Ohio Players,
Hoover,
Yaz,
Duran Duran,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Tubeway Army,
The Human League,
Surgeon,
The Seeds,
Donald Byrd,
Crash Course in Science,
These Immortal Souls,
Leonard Cohen,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Raincoats,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Shuggie Otis,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Donny Hathaway,
Amon Düül II,
Jerry's Kids,
H. Thieme,
La Düsseldorf,
The Motions,
The Wake,
Throbbing Gristle,
Ten City,
The Gap Band,
Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters.
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.