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 the UAE and from Cairo.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the organ 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 Bronski Beat to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 10cc. All the underground hits.
All The Offenders tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Parry Music record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mandrill,
Connie Case,
Surgeon,
MDC,
X-Ray Spex,
Mars,
Camberwell Now,
Eddi Front,
Grey Daturas,
Cybotron,
Eden Ahbez,
Avey Tare,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Robert Hood,
Dual Sessions,
Sarah Menescal,
La Düsseldorf,
Brand Nubian,
Electric Prunes,
R.M.O.,
The Dirtbombs,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Minny Pops,
Idris Muhammad,
Marshall Jefferson,
Roxette,
Buzzcocks,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Black Moon,
Funky Four + One,
Matthew Halsall,
Bad Manners,
The Kinks,
DJ Sneak,
Interpol,
8 Eyed Spy,
Parry Music,
Gabor Szabo,
The Moleskins,
Man Parrish,
Shuggie Otis,
The United States of America,
The Beau Brummels,
Ornette Coleman,
Minnie Riperton,
Reuben Wilson,
Funkadelic,
Bluetip,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Pierre Henry,
Sonic Youth,
The Saints,
Moss Icon,
Sam Rivers,
Quando Quango,
B.T. Express,
Maleditus Sound,
Fear,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Main Source,
ABBA,
Vainqueur,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Pantytec,
Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane.
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.