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 Eritrea and from Manchester.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Patti Smith to the electroclash 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 Organ. All the underground hits.
All The Detroit Cobras tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Warren Ellis 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a L. Decosne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Seeds,
Andrew Hill,
The Music Machine,
Wally Richardson,
In Retrospect,
Stetsasonic,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Audionom,
D'Angelo,
The Techniques,
Radiopuhelimet,
Organ,
Faust,
Circle Jerks,
Michelle Simonal,
Yaz,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Real Kids,
Guru Guru,
Cameo,
Easy Going,
Pole,
Popol Vuh,
Intrusion,
Johnny Osbourne,
DNA,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Marcia Griffiths,
Bad Manners,
Colin Newman,
Unrelated Segments,
Sonic Youth,
Fugazi,
Erasure,
The Busters,
Eric B and Rakim,
Theoretical Girls,
Das Ding,
Brothers Johnson,
Maurizio,
Robert Görl,
Massinfluence,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Excepter,
Archie Shepp,
Aloha Tigers,
Alphaville,
X-102,
Supertramp,
Fear,
Faraquet,
Bobby Byrd,
The Raincoats,
The Durutti Column,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Albert Ayler,
Rekid,
Scion,
Swell Maps,
Livin' Joy,
Curtis Mayfield,
Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma.
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.