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 Equatorial Guinea and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 synthesizer 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 Rufus Thomas to the funk 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 Ultimate Spinach. All the underground hits.
All The Trojans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Monks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Oblivians record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Soft Cell,
The Motions,
Deadbeat,
Ronan,
Monolake,
Ponytail,
The Neon Judgement,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Peter & Gordon,
Delta 5,
The J.B.'s,
Soft Machine,
Pagans,
Public Enemy,
The Wake,
Minnie Riperton,
Clear Light,
The Divine Comedy,
Sarah Menescal,
Hasil Adkins,
Youth Brigade,
The Gories,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Jawbox,
Boogie Down Productions,
Wire,
Crash Course in Science,
Fad Gadget,
Vladislav Delay,
Josef K,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Pantaleimon,
Faust,
Nas,
Kas Product,
Frankie Knuckles,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Pantytec,
The Vogues,
June Days,
Roxette,
the Fania All-Stars,
Roxy Music,
Colin Newman,
Das Ding,
Country Teasers,
Todd Terry,
Dave Gahan,
Groovy Waters,
Gang Starr,
The Searchers,
Tomorrow,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Doors,
Gang of Four,
The Alarm Clocks,
Q and Not U,
Silicon Teens,
Al Stewart,
Supertramp, Supertramp, Supertramp, Supertramp.
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.