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 Panama 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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 linndrum 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 The New Christs to the rap 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 R.M.O.. All the underground hits.
All Whodini tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Main Source record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun City Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Judy Mowatt,
Cal Tjader,
48th St. Collective,
Wolf Eyes,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
KRS-One,
Echospace,
The Fugs,
Cheater Slicks,
Public Image Ltd.,
Scrapy,
Parry Music,
Barry Ungar,
Nirvana,
Suburban Knight,
The Pop Group,
Radiopuhelimet,
Laurel Aitken,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The American Breed,
Massinfluence,
Darondo,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Quadrant,
Rekid,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Aswad,
Television Personalities,
The Blackbyrds,
Black Pus,
Soul Sonic Force,
Black Flag,
Absolute Body Control,
The Real Kids,
Audionom,
Junior Murvin,
The Gap Band,
Bob Dylan,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
R.M.O.,
Yazoo,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Royal Trux,
Pantaleimon,
Livin' Joy,
Gang Gang Dance,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Susan Cadogan,
Bill Wells,
Soulsonic Force,
Model 500,
Nils Olav,
Lightning Bolt,
Crispian St. Peters,
Bang On A Can,
Groovy Waters,
Gang of Four,
Black Moon,
Negative Approach, Negative Approach, Negative Approach, Negative Approach.
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.