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 Taiwan and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Lyon.
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 spring reverb 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 Jeff Mills 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 Bad Manners. All the underground hits.
All Half Japanese tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kool Moe Dee record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alphaville record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Sällskapet,
Can,
U.S. Maple,
John Foxx,
Kas Product,
Outsiders,
Bill Wells,
Aural Exciters,
Gong,
Hasil Adkins,
Depeche Mode,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
MDC,
The New Christs,
Joensuu 1685,
Audionom,
Amazonics,
Vladislav Delay,
Crispian St. Peters,
Godley & Creme,
Maurizio,
Ornette Coleman,
Cal Tjader,
James Chance & The Contortions,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Masters at Work,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Busters,
Bob Dylan,
Alton Ellis,
Sonic Youth,
Wings,
Patti Smith,
Q and Not U,
Henry Cow,
Brand Nubian,
The Toasters,
Laurel Aitken,
Inner City,
T. Rex,
Steve Hackett,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Techniques,
Ponytail,
New Order,
The Skatalites,
Youth Brigade,
This Heat,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Massinfluence,
Mark Hollis,
Animal Collective,
Lightning Bolt,
F. McDonald,
Ronan,
The Raincoats,
Big Daddy Kane,
Roy Ayers,
The Beau Brummels,
The Velvet Underground,
Maleditus Sound,
The Slits, The Slits, The Slits, The Slits.
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.