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 Romania and from Lagos.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Pierre Henry to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Jesus and Mary Chain. All the underground hits.
All Gang Starr tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every La Düsseldorf record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bluetip record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Jesper Dahlback,
Carl Craig,
The Birthday Party,
Oblivians,
Mandrill,
Silicon Teens,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Joyce Sims,
Matthew Bourne,
Yazoo,
Yaz,
Rites of Spring,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Vogues,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Isaac Hayes,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Curtis Mayfield,
CMW,
Nico,
The Slackers,
Boredoms,
Sixth Finger,
Kerrie Biddell,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Be Bop Deluxe,
David McCallum,
UT,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Kas Product,
Sex Pistols,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Fatback Band,
The Count Five,
Ice-T,
Drexciya,
Frankie Knuckles,
Lalann,
L. Decosne,
Joensuu 1685,
Harmonia,
The Fugs,
The Smoke,
Arab on Radar,
Fela Kuti,
Suburban Knight,
Bobby Womack,
The Pretty Things,
Nas,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Invisible,
Severed Heads,
One Last Wish,
Nick Fraelich,
Neil Young,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Pulsallama,
Boz Scaggs,
June Days,
The Red Krayola,
Echospace,
Shoche, Shoche, Shoche, Shoche.
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.