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 Ivory Coast and from Johannesburg.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Jakarta.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Moebius to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Lakeside. All the underground hits.
All Wolf Eyes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grandmaster Flash record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fluxion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The United States of America,
Royal Trux,
The Smoke,
Maleditus Sound,
The Dead C,
Joe Smooth,
EPMD,
The Dirtbombs,
Groovy Waters,
Moss Icon,
Joensuu 1685,
Hasil Adkins,
Country Teasers,
Tomorrow,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
MC5,
Janne Schatter,
Nirvana,
Motorama,
Silicon Teens,
Freddie Wadling,
the Bar-Kays,
Eli Mardock,
Minutemen,
Sight & Sound,
The Kinks,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The American Breed,
World's Most,
China Crisis,
Scott Walker,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Das Ding,
Au Pairs,
Chris Corsano,
Blancmange,
Rosa Yemen,
James White and The Blacks,
Yazoo,
The Real Kids,
Stereo Dub,
Hot Snakes,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Saccharine Trust,
Essential Logic,
Porter Ricks,
Q65,
Marc Almond,
Siglo XX,
Procol Harum,
Eden Ahbez,
Aaron Thompson,
Simply Red,
Sister Nancy,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
E-Dancer,
Althea and Donna,
Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke.
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.