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 Namibia and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 theremin 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 Schoolly D to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Laurel Aitken. All the underground hits.
All Minny Pops tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Main Source record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 oboe and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lakeside record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Shuggie Otis,
Guru Guru,
The Cowsills,
Chris & Cosey,
Bobby Sherman,
Fad Gadget,
Glambeats Corp.,
Soul II Soul,
Isaac Hayes,
Neu!,
Massinfluence,
The Residents,
The Count Five,
Mars,
Sparks,
Lower 48,
June Days,
Nick Fraelich,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Laurel Aitken,
Skriet,
Metal Thangz,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Country Teasers,
Boredoms,
The Black Dice,
F. McDonald,
Procol Harum,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Leonard Cohen,
The Move,
The Selecter,
AZ,
Wolf Eyes,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Raincoats,
Hardrive,
Bronski Beat,
The Electric Prunes,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Jeru the Damaja,
Tommy Roe,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Zapp,
The Five Americans,
Rekid,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Wire,
Goldenarms,
The Pop Group,
Theoretical Girls,
Magazine,
Toni Rubio,
H. Thieme,
Rakim,
Kevin Saunderson,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))).
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.