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 Turkey and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez 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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the organ 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 Kerrie Biddell to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Fad Gadget. All the underground hits.
All Monolake tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New Order record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a FM Einheit record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nils Olav,
Dave Gahan,
Swell Maps,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Donny Hathaway,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Echospace,
Das Ding,
Gil Scott Heron,
Derrick Morgan,
This Heat,
Altered Images,
Frankie Knuckles,
Marc Almond,
X-102,
Flamin' Groovies,
Colin Newman,
The Doors,
Gichy Dan,
Reuben Wilson,
the Normal,
Black Bananas,
Eddi Front,
The Red Krayola,
Guru Guru,
Unwound,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Althea and Donna,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
X-Ray Spex,
Funky Four + One,
Fad Gadget,
Max Romeo,
Silicon Teens,
Rakim,
Chris & Cosey,
Masters at Work,
Aaron Thompson,
Anakelly,
The Standells,
Davy DMX,
Mandrill,
Warsaw,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Oblivians,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Heaven 17,
Suicide,
MDC,
Camouflage,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Procol Harum,
Al Stewart,
Siglo XX,
Juan Atkins,
Malaria!,
The Knickerbockers,
The Dead C, The Dead C, The Dead C, The Dead C.
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.