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 Uganda and from Cairo.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 snare 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 Fat Boys 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 Al Stewart. All the underground hits.
All New Age Steppers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fear record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Godley & Creme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mary Jane Girls,
One Last Wish,
The Techniques,
New Order,
Mantronix,
Gabor Szabo,
Peter & Gordon,
Lou Reed,
Ultimate Spinach,
These Immortal Souls,
Youth Brigade,
The Blues Magoos,
The Electric Prunes,
Sandy B,
Gichy Dan,
U.S. Maple,
Aaron Thompson,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Parry Music,
FM Einheit,
Rekid,
The Zeros,
AZ,
Funkadelic,
The J.B.'s,
Eric B and Rakim,
Johnny Clarke,
H. Thieme,
Danielle Patucci,
E-Dancer,
The Happenings,
Camouflage,
Chris Corsano,
The Searchers,
The Doors,
The Mojo Men,
The Flesh Eaters,
Matthew Bourne,
Panda Bear,
Shoche,
Cybotron,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Gang of Four,
Can,
Basic Channel,
Skaos,
Gang Starr,
Public Image Ltd.,
Ronan,
John Cale,
Hoover,
Rosa Yemen,
Sight & Sound,
Babytalk,
Brick,
X-Ray Spex,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Josef K,
Yusef Lateef,
Kas Product,
Nick Fraelich,
Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas.
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.