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 Brazil and from Manchester.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Vainqueur to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Juan Atkins. All the underground hits.
All Black Sheep tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every June Days 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hot Snakes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Symarip,
Kerrie Biddell,
Ultimate Spinach,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Derrick Morgan,
Wally Richardson,
Darondo,
The Alarm Clocks,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
the Bar-Kays,
Kurtis Blow,
Kas Product,
Sandy B,
Chrome,
Albert Ayler,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Michelle Simonal,
Fat Boys,
Maurizio,
Idris Muhammad,
The Litter,
Throbbing Gristle,
Schoolly D,
The United States of America,
Audionom,
CMW,
Johnny Osbourne,
Bronski Beat,
Henry Cow,
Yaz,
Absolute Body Control,
Sparks,
Public Image Ltd.,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Cure,
Yazoo,
Pylon,
Soft Machine,
The Cramps,
Deadbeat,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Sight & Sound,
Liliput,
MC5,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Bobby Womack,
Organ,
The Count Five,
Janne Schatter,
The Red Krayola,
Fluxion,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
La Düsseldorf,
Harmonia,
PIL,
Monks,
Mantronix,
Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman.
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.