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 Austria and from Hong Kong.
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 Lyon and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Fat Boys to the punk 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 Connie Case. All the underground hits.
All Dark Day tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Theoretical Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a X-102 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soul Sonic Force,
Porter Ricks,
Scratch Acid,
Whodini,
Sonic Youth,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Grass Roots,
the Soft Cell,
Camouflage,
Thee Headcoats,
Jawbox,
X-102,
Sunsets and Hearts,
10cc,
Crash Course in Science,
Minny Pops,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Minor Threat,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Angry Samoans,
Half Japanese,
Moss Icon,
Rod Modell,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
New York Dolls,
World's Most,
Lee Hazlewood,
Yusef Lateef,
Derrick May,
Sun Ra,
The Gladiators,
Al Stewart,
Chrome,
Jacques Brel,
Amon Düül II,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Skarface,
Matthew Halsall,
Man Parrish,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Quadrant,
Ralphi Rosario,
Desert Stars,
Tears for Fears,
Joyce Sims,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Reuben Wilson,
Morten Harket,
New Order,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Ornette Coleman,
Lightning Bolt,
Outsiders,
The Names,
F. McDonald,
Sandy B,
Monolake,
The Misunderstood,
Tomorrow,
EPMD,
Public Enemy,
Aswad,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane.
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.