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 Argentina and from Tokyo.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Mexico City.
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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Procol Harum to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Colin Newman. All the underground hits.
All The Alarm Clocks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every China Crisis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zapp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Massinfluence,
Avey Tare,
One Last Wish,
The Flesh Eaters,
Eurythmics,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Half Japanese,
Robert Görl,
Reagan Youth,
The Star Department,
Johnny Osbourne,
Iggy Pop,
Youth Brigade,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Unwound,
Arthur Verocai,
Harmonia,
Lee Hazlewood,
Symarip,
Gastr Del Sol,
Gichy Dan,
Nick Fraelich,
John Coltrane,
Radio Birdman,
Terrestrial Tones,
Stereo Dub,
Frankie Knuckles,
Jacob Miller,
Girls At Our Best!,
Sound Behaviour,
Technova,
Fela Kuti,
Basic Channel,
The Doobie Brothers,
Althea and Donna,
Eli Mardock,
Fear,
K-Klass,
Spoonie Gee,
The Dave Clark Five,
Flamin' Groovies,
Harpers Bizarre,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Index,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Fluxion,
Cymande,
Fatback Band,
Marc Almond,
Cecil Taylor,
Television,
The Velvet Underground,
The Evens,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Minor Threat,
Smog,
Bad Manners,
Ken Boothe,
The Electric Prunes,
Ossler,
World's Most,
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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.