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 Chad and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 James Chance & The Contortions to the disco 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 Colin Newman. All the underground hits.
All Vladislav Delay tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gastr Del Sol 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Soft Cell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bizarre Inc.,
Jeff Lynne,
Panda Bear,
Alphaville,
Joey Negro,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Moebius,
Slick Rick,
Bush Tetras,
Model 500,
the Swans,
The Gun Club,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Ten City,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Trojans,
La Düsseldorf,
Excepter,
Metal Thangz,
Funky Four + One,
Qualms,
Flamin' Groovies,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Camberwell Now,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
John Foxx,
The Misunderstood,
Gang Starr,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Monochrome Set,
Lungfish,
Roger Hodgson,
Grandmaster Flash,
Icehouse,
Suburban Knight,
Black Bananas,
Cybotron,
Kaleidoscope,
Matthew Halsall,
Stereo Dub,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Smoke,
Derrick May,
Sight & Sound,
kango's stein massive,
Fat Boys,
Fugazi,
Hardrive,
Sugar Minott,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Bang On A Can,
The Skatalites,
Second Layer,
Joy Division,
Tom Boy,
Hasil Adkins,
Swans,
Ludus,
Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul.
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.