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 Benin and from Delhi.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
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 Siglo XX to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Monks. All the underground hits.
All Electric Light Orchestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Dead C record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythm & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Symarip,
H. Thieme,
Masters at Work,
Clear Light,
Aural Exciters,
Sugar Minott,
The Moleskins,
The Monochrome Set,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Stiv Bators,
Flipper,
Morten Harket,
Nils Olav,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Anakelly,
Sound Behaviour,
Oneida,
The Stooges,
Juan Atkins,
Cybotron,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Black Sheep,
Lightning Bolt,
Smog,
Surgeon,
The Offenders,
The Invisible,
Pylon,
Fear,
David McCallum,
Fugazi,
Von Mondo,
Thompson Twins,
Yusef Lateef,
Man Eating Sloth,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Lebanon Hanover,
Kayak,
Soulsonic Force,
Rhythm & Sound,
Amon Düül II,
Soft Machine,
Public Enemy,
Desert Stars,
Gregory Isaacs,
Marine Girls,
Angry Samoans,
Todd Terry,
Nas,
Darondo,
The Grass Roots,
Ultravox,
The Toasters,
MC5,
48th St. Collective,
Althea and Donna,
Erasure,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Fire Engines,
Amon Düül, Amon Düül, Amon Düül, Amon Düül.
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.