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 Czech Republic and from Jakarta.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 arpeggiator 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 Jacob Miller to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Qualms. All the underground hits.
All Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Heavy D & The Boyz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 theremin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Radiopuhelimet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Guru Guru,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Au Pairs,
Sugar Minott,
Drexciya,
Can,
Zero Boys,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Harmonia,
Camberwell Now,
Mo-Dettes,
Suburban Knight,
FM Einheit,
B.T. Express,
Ituana,
Q65,
Brand Nubian,
Technova,
ABC,
The Fuzztones,
Gastr Del Sol,
the Soft Cell,
Tim Buckley,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Big Daddy Kane,
Sun Ra,
Basic Channel,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Lindisfarne,
Malaria!,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Derrick May,
The Human League,
The Neon Judgement,
LL Cool J,
Zapp,
Youth Brigade,
China Crisis,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Jawbox,
Lou Christie,
Trumans Water,
Bluetip,
Kaleidoscope,
Slick Rick,
Iggy Pop,
JFA,
Absolute Body Control,
Soft Cell,
Judy Mowatt,
Moebius,
Swans,
Nik Kershaw,
Main Source,
The Five Americans,
Mr. Review,
The Index,
a-ha,
Tubeway Army,
Skaos,
DJ Style, DJ Style, DJ Style, DJ Style.
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.