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 Uruguay and from Manchester.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Judy Mowatt to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Eyeless In Gaza. All the underground hits.
All Piero Umiliani tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Golliwogs 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yellowson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sister Nancy,
Marvin Gaye,
Livin' Joy,
Darondo,
The Saints,
Iggy Pop,
UT,
Aural Exciters,
Symarip,
Arcadia,
Idris Muhammad,
Jandek,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Lalann,
Bad Manners,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Buckinghams,
Alton Ellis,
Robert Hood,
Lakeside,
Ken Boothe,
The Searchers,
Fluxion,
The Doors,
Thee Headcoats,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Kinks,
FM Einheit,
Hasil Adkins,
Altered Images,
The American Breed,
Heaven 17,
The Moleskins,
Japan,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Gap Band,
Gastr Del Sol,
Derrick May,
Loose Ends,
Skriet,
Dual Sessions,
Max Romeo,
Funky Four + One,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Wolf Eyes,
the Sonics,
Public Enemy,
June Days,
Althea and Donna,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Silicon Teens,
Whodini,
The Music Machine,
Newcleus,
Masters at Work,
Echospace,
the Fania All-Stars,
Goldenarms,
Suicide,
Alice Coltrane,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz.
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.