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 Mongolia 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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Rod Modell to the jazz 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 Kas Product. All the underground hits.
All Dave Gahan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Public Image Ltd. 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a MDC record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Be Bop Deluxe,
Kurtis Blow,
Cymande,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Flipper,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Wake,
Subhumans,
The Gories,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Mo-Dettes,
Joey Negro,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Grauzone,
Carl Craig,
Barrington Levy,
Wings,
Nation of Ulysses,
Sällskapet,
Roger Hodgson,
Motorama,
The Shadows of Knight,
DJ Sneak,
Index,
Slave,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Fear,
Shuggie Otis,
James White and The Blacks,
John Coltrane,
The Misunderstood,
Sixth Finger,
La Düsseldorf,
Sight & Sound,
Swans,
Crime,
Davy DMX,
Von Mondo,
E-Dancer,
Amon Düül II,
Morten Harket,
Suicide,
Peter & Gordon,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Mojo Men,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Magma,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Cluster,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Altered Images,
Althea and Donna,
The Velvet Underground,
the Slits,
Fat Boys,
Mantronix,
The Fall,
Kas Product,
Groovy Waters,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Half Japanese, Half Japanese, Half Japanese, Half Japanese.
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.