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 Kazakhstan and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 The Music Machine to the rap 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 Hardrive. All the underground hits.
All Lalann tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Angels of Light record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 chamberlin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thee Headcoats record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Country Teasers,
Fluxion,
Gang Gang Dance,
Desert Stars,
Black Pus,
Rakim,
Sixth Finger,
Prince Buster,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
This Heat,
Gichy Dan,
Cheater Slicks,
Idris Muhammad,
The Blues Magoos,
Eric Dolphy,
Eden Ahbez,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Jimmy McGriff,
Amazonics,
Alice Coltrane,
Main Source,
Blake Baxter,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Jesper Dahlback,
Jawbox,
Talk Talk,
Todd Terry,
Cybotron,
The Dave Clark Five,
Bobby Byrd,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Skaos,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Electric Light Orchestra,
AZ,
Kaleidoscope,
Alton Ellis,
Tim Buckley,
Iggy Pop,
the Slits,
Sight & Sound,
Minutemen,
Radio Birdman,
Mandrill,
Radiopuhelimet,
Marvin Gaye,
The Sound,
K-Klass,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Visage,
Avey Tare,
Loose Ends,
Cal Tjader,
Bang On A Can,
Robert Görl,
Technova,
The Smoke,
Guru Guru,
The Doors,
The Human League,
Joe Smooth,
Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp.
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.