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 Hungary and from Houston.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 Captain Beefheart 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 Vaughan Mason & Crew to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Shadows of Knight. All the underground hits.
All Yellowson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Livin' Joy 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Livin' Joy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Rekid,
Pere Ubu,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Walker Brothers,
The Count Five,
Stetsasonic,
Con Funk Shun,
Monolake,
Radio Birdman,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Pantytec,
The Gladiators,
Trumans Water,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Outsiders,
Scratch Acid,
Lucky Dragons,
Duran Duran,
Second Layer,
The Slits,
the Germs,
the Slits,
Public Image Ltd.,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ultravox,
Half Japanese,
Soul Sonic Force,
New Age Steppers,
James Chance & The Contortions,
David Axelrod,
The Dirtbombs,
Mad Mike,
Flash Fearless,
X-102,
Skarface,
Massinfluence,
Y Pants,
The Smiths,
Crime,
Rites of Spring,
the Normal,
The Remains,
Model 500,
Judy Mowatt,
Robert Görl,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Harpers Bizarre,
Arcadia,
Lightning Bolt,
The Detroit Cobras,
Faraquet,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Smoke,
Inner City,
The Residents,
The Associates,
The Buckinghams,
The Monks,
Funky Four + One,
Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet.
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.