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 Sudan and from Milan.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Porter Ricks to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Japan. All the underground hits.
All MDC tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Donald Byrd 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bauhaus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yellowson,
Skaos,
The Mummies,
Ludus,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Depeche Mode,
Crash Course in Science,
Pagans,
Juan Atkins,
CMW,
The Techniques,
Oblivians,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Knickerbockers,
The Star Department,
Sun Ra,
Television Personalities,
U.S. Maple,
Rod Modell,
Duran Duran,
Swell Maps,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Visage,
Sandy B,
Harpers Bizarre,
Saccharine Trust,
Minnie Riperton,
Slick Rick,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Minor Threat,
The Moody Blues,
Massinfluence,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Eddi Front,
Iggy Pop,
The Pop Group,
Neu!,
Popol Vuh,
Gil Scott Heron,
Thompson Twins,
Livin' Joy,
Andrew Hill,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Boz Scaggs,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Trojans,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Skarface,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Loose Ends,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Spoonie Gee,
Dark Day,
a-ha,
Thee Headcoats,
Johnny Osbourne,
Mars,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Warren Ellis,
Minny Pops,
Kevin Saunderson,
David Bowie,
Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes.
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.