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 Sweden and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 organ 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 CMW to the techno 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 Justin Hinds & The Dominoes. All the underground hits.
All Donny Hathaway 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 dance 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 synthesizer and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ten City record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Buckinghams,
Alton Ellis,
Kas Product,
Gregory Isaacs,
Sandy B,
Das Ding,
Pharoah Sanders,
Spoonie Gee,
Albert Ayler,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Delon & Dalcan,
the Soft Cell,
Cameo,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Surgeon,
OOIOO,
Make Up,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Barrington Levy,
Jeff Mills,
Khruangbin,
Saccharine Trust,
Gang Starr,
Al Stewart,
Peter and Kerry,
The Evens,
Rosa Yemen,
Alphaville,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Urselle,
Moby Grape,
Juan Atkins,
The New Christs,
Kerri Chandler,
Sam Rivers,
Animal Collective,
The Pop Group,
Trumans Water,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
FM Einheit,
Mark Hollis,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Tropical Tobacco,
Lyres,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Toni Rubio,
Eli Mardock,
The Smoke,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Au Pairs,
New Age Steppers,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
In Retrospect,
Main Source,
Joe Finger,
Groovy Waters,
The Busters,
Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance.
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.