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 Bhutan and from Bologna.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Arthur Verocai to the grime 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 Skriet. All the underground hits.
All Drexciya tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moebius record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
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 Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer 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?
Fad Gadget,
Eric Dolphy,
The Skatalites,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Associates,
Qualms,
Unrelated Segments,
Soft Cell,
Angry Samoans,
Radiopuhelimet,
Animal Collective,
Janne Schatter,
The Velvet Underground,
Parry Music,
Mary Jane Girls,
New Age Steppers,
Groovy Waters,
X-102,
Michelle Simonal,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Sarah Menescal,
a-ha,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Steve Hackett,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Thompson Twins,
The Fuzztones,
The Kinks,
10cc,
James Chance & The Contortions,
John Holt,
Severed Heads,
Arthur Verocai,
Flash Fearless,
Index,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Marcia Griffiths,
This Heat,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Scientists,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Magma,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Moody Blues,
Camouflage,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Girls At Our Best!,
Brand Nubian,
The Gories,
Radio Birdman,
The Young Rascals,
David Bowie,
Anthony Braxton,
Nick Fraelich,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Black Dice,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Minny Pops,
Grauzone,
Zapp,
Johnny Clarke,
Joyce Sims,
Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product.
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.