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 Belize and from Philadelphia.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the snare 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 Quando Quango to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 LL Cool J. All the underground hits.
All Monks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Toni Rubio 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gregory Isaacs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Smog,
Neu!,
The Gap Band,
Ponytail,
La Düsseldorf,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Wake,
Radiopuhelimet,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Charles Mingus,
Todd Terry,
Morten Harket,
The Sound,
Technova,
Slick Rick,
Sun City Girls,
Marc Almond,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Skaos,
Fat Boys,
Bobby Byrd,
Mandrill,
Ituana,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Porter Ricks,
Buzzcocks,
MDC,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Names,
Bootsy Collins,
Gregory Isaacs,
Yazoo,
Juan Atkins,
Underground Resistance,
Arab on Radar,
Boz Scaggs,
Carl Craig,
Eli Mardock,
Suburban Knight,
The Moody Blues,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Victims,
Max Romeo,
The Residents,
The Evens,
the Human League,
Alton Ellis,
Hot Snakes,
DJ Sneak,
Funky Four + One,
Scott Walker,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Freddie Wadling,
Blake Baxter,
The Count Five,
Massinfluence,
Susan Cadogan,
Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio.
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.