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 Iceland and from Toronto.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 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 Marshall Jefferson to the dance 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 Association. All the underground hits.
All Little Man tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gerry Rafferty record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 theremin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Michelle Simonal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marine Girls,
The Fuzztones,
The Golliwogs,
Reagan Youth,
Zapp,
The J.B.'s,
In Retrospect,
The Standells,
Kaleidoscope,
Soul II Soul,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Laurel Aitken,
DJ Sneak,
Public Enemy,
Wings,
Vladislav Delay,
Howard Jones,
Yaz,
The New Christs,
The Skatalites,
Nils Olav,
The Doors,
Ponytail,
Radiohead,
Suburban Knight,
Camberwell Now,
Royal Trux,
Jeru the Damaja,
Bang On A Can,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Toasters,
The Trojans,
Surgeon,
Marvin Gaye,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Mummies,
AZ,
Thompson Twins,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Qualms,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Sällskapet,
EPMD,
Eurythmics,
Dead Boys,
X-101,
Alphaville,
Darondo,
Television,
Joy Division,
Josef K,
Symarip,
David Bowie,
Ultra Naté,
Terrestrial Tones,
U.S. Maple,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Oppenheimer Analysis, Oppenheimer Analysis, Oppenheimer Analysis, Oppenheimer Analysis.
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.