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 Benin and from Bologna.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Houston.
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 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 Lalann to the techno 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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz. All the underground hits.
All FM Einheit tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kayak 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Offenders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Searchers,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Kevin Saunderson,
Unrelated Segments,
Avey Tare,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Surgeon,
Minutemen,
Mars,
Make Up,
L. Decosne,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
U.S. Maple,
Urselle,
B.T. Express,
Silicon Teens,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Marine Girls,
Procol Harum,
Bobby Hutcherson,
John Coltrane,
Kerri Chandler,
Severed Heads,
Carl Craig,
Spoonie Gee,
Jimmy McGriff,
Country Teasers,
Fela Kuti,
The Walker Brothers,
Sarah Menescal,
Brothers Johnson,
Robert Wyatt,
The Litter,
Man Eating Sloth,
Lightning Bolt,
Bill Near,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Eric Dolphy,
Oneida,
Skaos,
Peter & Gordon,
Isaac Hayes,
CMW,
Liliput,
Amon Düül II,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Clear Light,
The Associates,
Saccharine Trust,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Human League,
Derrick May,
Brass Construction,
Althea and Donna,
Arab on Radar,
Lou Reed,
Black Bananas,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk.
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.