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 Venezuela and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Alphaville to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Funkadelic. All the underground hits.
All De La Soul & Jungle Brothers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moebius 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Josef K record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
kango's stein massive,
FM Einheit,
The Remains,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Darondo,
Dorothy Ashby,
Junior Murvin,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Sun Ra,
Pet Shop Boys,
Donny Hathaway,
Janne Schatter,
The Cure,
The Skatalites,
Cal Tjader,
The Cramps,
Laurel Aitken,
Schoolly D,
Joyce Sims,
The Offenders,
Public Enemy,
A Certain Ratio,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Kurtis Blow,
Technova,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Five Americans,
Unrelated Segments,
Half Japanese,
Gregory Isaacs,
Godley & Creme,
MC5,
The Motions,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Lungfish,
the Slits,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Young Marble Giants,
Brick,
The Doors,
Altered Images,
Mo-Dettes,
Clear Light,
Absolute Body Control,
U.S. Maple,
Amazonics,
The Doobie Brothers,
Soulsonic Force,
Tears for Fears,
Matthew Halsall,
Nation of Ulysses,
Suicide,
Das Ding,
Roy Ayers,
A Flock of Seagulls,
New Age Steppers,
The Sound,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Ronnie Foster,
Sad Lovers and Giants, Sad Lovers and Giants, Sad Lovers and Giants, Sad Lovers and Giants.
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.