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 Congo and from Glasgow.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Davy DMX to the punk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Remains. All the underground hits.
All Donald Byrd tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New Age Steppers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
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 Lalo Schifrin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Avey Tare,
The American Breed,
Bluetip,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Michelle Simonal,
10cc,
Little Man,
Scratch Acid,
Qualms,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Glenn Branca,
June of 44,
Talk Talk,
Jeff Lynne,
Gil Scott Heron,
Pagans,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
LL Cool J,
Sun Ra,
Delon & Dalcan,
Funkadelic,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Gang Gang Dance,
Second Layer,
Laurel Aitken,
Absolute Body Control,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Cowsills,
Kerrie Biddell,
Model 500,
Icehouse,
Joey Negro,
Jeru the Damaja,
Vladislav Delay,
Simply Red,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Terrestrial Tones,
Ohio Players,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Robert Wyatt,
John Cale,
China Crisis,
Barclay James Harvest,
Donny Hathaway,
Jimmy McGriff,
Crooked Eye,
Whodini,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Organ,
Con Funk Shun,
the Soft Cell,
The Stooges,
Robert Görl,
Mars,
The United States of America,
Main Source,
Wasted Youth,
Gichy Dan,
Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes.
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.