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 Haiti and from Tehran.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Erasure to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 ABC. All the underground hits.
All Colin Newman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skaos record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 snare and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kool G Rap & DJ Polo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Depeche Mode,
Young Marble Giants,
Magma,
Marvin Gaye,
Ice-T,
New Order,
Roger Hodgson,
Gastr Del Sol,
Oneida,
Rapeman,
The American Breed,
David McCallum,
The Raincoats,
Minutemen,
The Durutti Column,
Delta 5,
Terrestrial Tones,
8 Eyed Spy,
Severed Heads,
Sun City Girls,
Barclay James Harvest,
JFA,
Joe Smooth,
Goldenarms,
Neu!,
Joyce Sims,
Easy Going,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Slits,
The Grass Roots,
E-Dancer,
Essential Logic,
Pantytec,
Desert Stars,
Moby Grape,
Warsaw,
Roy Ayers,
Niagra,
Amon Düül II,
Dorothy Ashby,
Bad Manners,
Curtis Mayfield,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Fugazi,
The Human League,
The Blues Magoos,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Donald Byrd,
Interpol,
The Dirtbombs,
D'Angelo,
Sparks,
Cecil Taylor,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Ohio Players,
Bluetip,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Techniques,
Sarah Menescal,
Pole, Pole, Pole, Pole.
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.