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 Costa Rica and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 48th St. Collective to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Alphaville. All the underground hits.
All The Buckinghams tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Depeche Mode record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Harmonia,
X-Ray Spex,
Vainqueur,
The Star Department,
Thee Headcoats,
Animal Collective,
Deadbeat,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Cameo,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Public Image Ltd.,
Con Funk Shun,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Cal Tjader,
The Standells,
Altered Images,
KRS-One,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
cv313,
Eli Mardock,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Litter,
Ralphi Rosario,
DJ Sneak,
Malaria!,
Groovy Waters,
Stockholm Monsters,
Drexciya,
The Mojo Men,
Infiniti,
Matthew Halsall,
Radiohead,
Black Sheep,
The American Breed,
Max Romeo,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
JFA,
Young Marble Giants,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Searchers,
Toni Rubio,
X-101,
The Dave Clark Five,
Deakin,
Moebius,
The Knickerbockers,
Pole,
The Vogues,
LL Cool J,
Underground Resistance,
OOIOO,
Delta 5,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Chrome,
MDC,
Bobby Byrd,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Q and Not U,
Crispy Ambulance,
Au Pairs, Au Pairs, Au Pairs, Au Pairs.
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.