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 Qatar and from Columbus.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 güiro 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 Nas to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Mojo Men. All the underground hits.
All The Count Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Flag record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bauhaus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Iggy Pop,
Jeff Lynne,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Modern Lovers,
Pagans,
Masters at Work,
Echospace,
The Saints,
Joy Division,
Harmonia,
The Raincoats,
Royal Trux,
Quando Quango,
Con Funk Shun,
The Neon Judgement,
the Human League,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Jeru the Damaja,
Ornette Coleman,
Zero Boys,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Anakelly,
T.S.O.L.,
In Retrospect,
Popol Vuh,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Icehouse,
Ralphi Rosario,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Visage,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Lou Christie,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Duran Duran,
The Misunderstood,
Pulsallama,
Lalann,
Flash Fearless,
Connie Case,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Skatalites,
Black Bananas,
Kool Moe Dee,
Cheater Slicks,
Peter & Gordon,
Bobby Byrd,
Yazoo,
Boredoms,
Freddie Wadling,
The Residents,
the Soft Cell,
Ludus,
The Martian,
Toni Rubio,
The Mojo Men,
The Gories,
Buzzcocks,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Cramps,
Delta 5,
Magma,
Jerry Gold Smith, Jerry Gold Smith, Jerry Gold Smith, Jerry Gold Smith.
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.