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 Mongolia and from Tehran.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Columbus.
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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Whodini to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 The Evens. All the underground hits.
All X-102 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Audionom record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
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 Soul Sonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visage,
X-Ray Spex,
Stetsasonic,
Skriet,
Bobby Byrd,
Rotary Connection,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Skarface,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Peter and Kerry,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Matthew Bourne,
Organ,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Qualms,
Ornette Coleman,
Moby Grape,
Bizarre Inc.,
Lalo Schifrin,
Q65,
Smog,
Khruangbin,
Essential Logic,
The Victims,
The Birthday Party,
Brothers Johnson,
Sparks,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Velvet Underground,
Rites of Spring,
Dawn Penn,
The Move,
Ohio Players,
Maleditus Sound,
Junior Murvin,
David McCallum,
KRS-One,
Grey Daturas,
Skaos,
Intrusion,
Can,
The Cure,
Alphaville,
Easy Going,
Graham Central Station,
D'Angelo,
Gabor Szabo,
Kenny Larkin,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Q and Not U,
The Skatalites,
Marine Girls,
In Retrospect,
Dead Boys,
The Beau Brummels,
Alison Limerick,
Zapp,
Urselle,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Glenn Branca,
The Residents,
Royal Trux, Royal Trux, Royal Trux, Royal Trux.
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.