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 Paraguay and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
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 the Soft Cell to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Danielle Patucci. All the underground hits.
All The Barracudas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric Dolphy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mo-Dettes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David McCallum,
Spandau Ballet,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Boogie Down Productions,
Babytalk,
Adolescents,
Essential Logic,
Sixth Finger,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Bill Wells,
Cheater Slicks,
The Cowsills,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Interpol,
Barry Ungar,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
a-ha,
Hoover,
Ronnie Foster,
Brass Construction,
Whodini,
Derrick Morgan,
Bootsy Collins,
Subhumans,
The Shadows of Knight,
Public Image Ltd.,
Minnie Riperton,
Liliput,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Roger Hodgson,
Tropical Tobacco,
Curtis Mayfield,
Oneida,
The Human League,
Lou Christie,
Lakeside,
Jacques Brel,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Rosa Yemen,
Nas,
Deadbeat,
Symarip,
the Slits,
Joe Finger,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Kinks,
Anakelly,
Bang On A Can,
Josef K,
Todd Rundgren,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Sällskapet,
Jesper Dahlback,
Tears for Fears,
Idris Muhammad,
Guru Guru,
Sparks,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Neon Judgement,
Eurythmics, Eurythmics, Eurythmics, Eurythmics.
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.