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 Papua New Guinea and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 Robert Palmer 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 Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Eyeless In Gaza. All the underground hits.
All The Slackers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Drive Like Jehu record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Sherman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brass Construction,
Aloha Tigers,
Silicon Teens,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
MDC,
Erykah Badu,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Agitation Free,
Wings,
The American Breed,
The Stooges,
Slick Rick,
Warren Ellis,
Chris Corsano,
Delon & Dalcan,
Alphaville,
Matthew Halsall,
Jerry's Kids,
Isaac Hayes,
The Gun Club,
Echospace,
The Seeds,
Tropical Tobacco,
Stereo Dub,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Lower 48,
Tommy Roe,
Hoover,
Johnny Osbourne,
Alison Limerick,
Erasure,
Thee Headcoats,
Sex Pistols,
Accadde A,
Angry Samoans,
H. Thieme,
John Cale,
Pierre Henry,
Delta 5,
New Age Steppers,
Public Enemy,
Sun City Girls,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Funky Four + One,
Scratch Acid,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Black Dice,
Gabor Szabo,
The United States of America,
Rufus Thomas,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Judy Mowatt,
Sam Rivers,
Eden Ahbez,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Moleskins,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Black Pus,
Television Personalities,
UT, UT, UT, UT.
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.