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 Netherlands and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Happenings to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Bob Dylan. All the underground hits.
All Erasure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rosa Yemen record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 an organ and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Music Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rod Modell,
Ultra Naté,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
AZ,
Delta 5,
Absolute Body Control,
The Human League,
The Cosmic Jokers,
One Last Wish,
Cecil Taylor,
Gastr Del Sol,
Ronan,
DJ Sneak,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Buckinghams,
Neu!,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Dave Gahan,
Sandy B,
Derrick Morgan,
Barbara Tucker,
The Fortunes,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Kinks,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Flesh Eaters,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Cowsills,
Marc Almond,
Darondo,
Radiopuhelimet,
Popol Vuh,
KRS-One,
Prince Buster,
The Walker Brothers,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Joey Negro,
Graham Central Station,
Rotary Connection,
Unrelated Segments,
ABBA,
Reuben Wilson,
June Days,
Theoretical Girls,
Ossler,
The Wake,
Radio Birdman,
Nils Olav,
Cybotron,
Lalo Schifrin,
Pere Ubu,
Make Up,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Don Cherry,
Pantaleimon,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Doors,
The Zeros,
Gregory Isaacs,
Nik Kershaw,
Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!.
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.