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 Moldova and from Halifax.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the marimba 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 Hoover to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Q65. All the underground hits.
All The Doors tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jerry Gold Smith 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mantronix record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deepchord,
This Heat,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Susan Cadogan,
Archie Shepp,
Urselle,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Real Kids,
Don Cherry,
Theoretical Girls,
Sister Nancy,
Tim Buckley,
John Holt,
Kaleidoscope,
Funky Four + One,
Nik Kershaw,
Index,
Ohio Players,
the Normal,
Danielle Patucci,
Girls At Our Best!,
the Association,
Erasure,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Tres Demented,
Moebius,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Count Five,
Nick Fraelich,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Neu!,
Mark Hollis,
Faraquet,
Scott Walker,
T.S.O.L.,
Easy Going,
Basic Channel,
Mo-Dettes,
Ten City,
Howard Jones,
Ronan,
Nils Olav,
China Crisis,
Terrestrial Tones,
Underground Resistance,
Al Stewart,
The Martian,
Pylon,
Stiv Bators,
The Neon Judgement,
Lucky Dragons,
Niagra,
Avey Tare,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Grey Daturas,
Technova,
R.M.O.,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Litter,
David Bowie,
Motorama,
Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids.
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.