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 Brazil and from Copenhagen.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Real Kids. All the underground hits.
All The Flesh Eaters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crispian St. Peters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 güiro and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Moss Icon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Michelle Simonal,
the Human League,
Stetsasonic,
Mark Hollis,
Al Stewart,
The United States of America,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
David Bowie,
Sällskapet,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Kerrie Biddell,
Jacob Miller,
The Toasters,
Roxy Music,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Matthew Halsall,
Cameo,
Gerry Rafferty,
James White and The Blacks,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Marc Almond,
The Beau Brummels,
Angry Samoans,
The Moody Blues,
Buzzcocks,
Minor Threat,
Hasil Adkins,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Sexual Harrassment,
Soul II Soul,
Lungfish,
Rites of Spring,
Jimmy McGriff,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Motorama,
Black Flag,
Drive Like Jehu,
Mandrill,
The Dead C,
Schoolly D,
Whodini,
Simply Red,
Boogie Down Productions,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Davy DMX,
Make Up,
The Dave Clark Five,
Byron Stingily,
Freddie Wadling,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Soulsonic Force,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Urselle,
Drexciya,
UT,
Amon Düül II,
Bizarre Inc.,
X-Ray Spex,
The Stooges,
Shuggie Otis,
Big Daddy Kane,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
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.