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 Bangladesh and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron 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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 marimba 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 Pylon to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Red Krayola. All the underground hits.
All Rekid tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marine Girls 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a T.S.O.L. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Amon Düül II,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Ralphi Rosario,
Model 500,
Motorama,
EPMD,
Faust,
The Barracudas,
Boredoms,
Man Eating Sloth,
FM Einheit,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Sight & Sound,
Andrew Hill,
Gong,
Moebius,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Minor Threat,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Joy Division,
Spoonie Gee,
Pere Ubu,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Scan 7,
Soul Sonic Force,
Cameo,
Stetsasonic,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Saccharine Trust,
Albert Ayler,
Flamin' Groovies,
John Holt,
Suicide,
Rakim,
Circle Jerks,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Ohio Players,
Maleditus Sound,
La Düsseldorf,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Clear Light,
Easy Going,
Grandmaster Flash,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Motions,
Eric B and Rakim,
Cecil Taylor,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Walker Brothers,
Harry Pussy,
The Smiths,
Swell Maps,
The Cure,
Prince Buster,
the Normal,
PIL,
Freddie Wadling,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
the Germs,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Radio Birdman, Radio Birdman, Radio Birdman, Radio Birdman.
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.