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 Panama and from Shanghai.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 The Electric Prunes to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Boogie Down Productions. All the underground hits.
All Oneida tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Japan 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Move record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlback,
Gil Scott Heron,
James White and The Blacks,
Angry Samoans,
Yellowson,
The Invisible,
The Gladiators,
China Crisis,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Khruangbin,
Saccharine Trust,
The Monochrome Set,
The Fuzztones,
Q and Not U,
Nirvana,
OOIOO,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Audionom,
Rhythm & Sound,
Warren Ellis,
Donny Hathaway,
Brick,
Model 500,
Pet Shop Boys,
Tomorrow,
Section 25,
Masters at Work,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
X-102,
Clear Light,
The Moody Blues,
Pantytec,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Rotary Connection,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Con Funk Shun,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Bush Tetras,
Fear,
David Axelrod,
Harpers Bizarre,
Jimmy McGriff,
Soul II Soul,
the Bar-Kays,
Slave,
Rapeman,
Marc Almond,
Groovy Waters,
The Raincoats,
The Saints,
Boredoms,
Sandy B,
Blake Baxter,
Dead Boys,
Basic Channel,
Y Pants,
Quantec,
Pere Ubu,
Camberwell Now,
Silicon Teens,
Pylon,
Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One.
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.