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 Belgium and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Trumans Water to the funk 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 Siglo XX. All the underground hits.
All These Immortal Souls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yaz 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Urselle record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Modern Lovers,
AZ,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Hot Snakes,
The Durutti Column,
Lyres,
Gabor Szabo,
Saccharine Trust,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Excepter,
Michelle Simonal,
Pussy Galore,
Charles Mingus,
Josef K,
Alison Limerick,
Faraquet,
The Mummies,
Roxy Music,
Delon & Dalcan,
Basic Channel,
Johnny Clarke,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Shuggie Otis,
Wally Richardson,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Scrapy,
The Trojans,
Susan Cadogan,
Cecil Taylor,
Wasted Youth,
Trumans Water,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Funky Four + One,
Lebanon Hanover,
Supertramp,
Subhumans,
The Buckinghams,
Derrick Morgan,
Alton Ellis,
Eve St. Jones,
Aural Exciters,
the Swans,
Altered Images,
Mark Hollis,
June Days,
Jerry's Kids,
the Bar-Kays,
Jeff Lynne,
48th St. Collective,
Barrington Levy,
Depeche Mode,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Walker Brothers,
Roy Ayers,
Neil Young,
Q65,
Lou Christie,
Nick Fraelich,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Stooges,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Moss Icon,
Wire, Wire, Wire, Wire.
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.