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 Czech Republic and from Beijing.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 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 Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Beau Brummels. All the underground hits.
All Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bronski Beat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pagans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kerri Chandler,
Pere Ubu,
the Bar-Kays,
Banda Bassotti,
Peter & Gordon,
Delon & Dalcan,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Alice Coltrane,
ABBA,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Jeru the Damaja,
Monks,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Motorama,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Black Sheep,
Alton Ellis,
The J.B.'s,
Royal Trux,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Circle Jerks,
Camouflage,
Joey Negro,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Metal Thangz,
The Selecter,
the Human League,
Iggy Pop,
Television Personalities,
JFA,
Johnny Osbourne,
Half Japanese,
The Star Department,
Public Image Ltd.,
Joe Finger,
The Gun Club,
The Fall,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Ossler,
Kool Moe Dee,
Nils Olav,
MC5,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Dorothy Ashby,
Peter and Kerry,
Shoche,
Pierre Henry,
The Motions,
David Bowie,
The Real Kids,
Fat Boys,
Grauzone,
cv313,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Gang Green,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Gabor Szabo,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
New York Dolls,
Nirvana,
Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills.
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.