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 San Marino and from Edmonton.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 Lou Reed 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 Richard Hell and the Voidoids to the grime 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 Delta 5. All the underground hits.
All Moebius tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neu! 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Dave Clark Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Swans,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Gabor Szabo,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Marine Girls,
The Standells,
Underground Resistance,
Erasure,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
the Soft Cell,
The Motions,
Roy Ayers,
Deakin,
Soulsonic Force,
Ituana,
Bill Near,
The Fire Engines,
The Young Rascals,
David Bowie,
Amazonics,
The Doors,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Michelle Simonal,
Harry Pussy,
the Sonics,
This Heat,
Boredoms,
Scrapy,
Lalo Schifrin,
Graham Central Station,
Letta Mbulu,
Index,
Desert Stars,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Robert Görl,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Stockholm Monsters,
Don Cherry,
Dave Gahan,
Clear Light,
Erykah Badu,
Technova,
Todd Terry,
Johnny Osbourne,
Peter and Kerry,
Ten City,
Yaz,
Kas Product,
Delon & Dalcan,
Thompson Twins,
Soft Machine,
Marshall Jefferson,
Minor Threat,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Fuzztones,
The Selecter,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Yazoo,
Oblivians,
Gang Green,
Kaleidoscope,
Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar.
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.