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 Brunei and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Tubeway Army to the electroclash 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 Juan Atkins. All the underground hits.
All Kango’s Stein Massive tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barrington Levy 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Smog record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aural Exciters,
a-ha,
The Seeds,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Maleditus Sound,
Curtis Mayfield,
Television,
Mandrill,
Brick,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Drive Like Jehu,
Lower 48,
Arcadia,
Simply Red,
Moebius,
Nico,
Max Romeo,
Nas,
Todd Terry,
Index,
Moby Grape,
FM Einheit,
Black Flag,
Gang Green,
Mary Jane Girls,
Pylon,
Sun City Girls,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Monochrome Set,
Can,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Lalann,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Mantronix,
Jacques Brel,
Albert Ayler,
Pharoah Sanders,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Rites of Spring,
Tommy Roe,
Au Pairs,
Qualms,
Sister Nancy,
Kas Product,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Throbbing Gristle,
the Swans,
Sight & Sound,
Isaac Hayes,
Magma,
The Moody Blues,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Roxette,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Roger Hodgson, Roger Hodgson, Roger Hodgson, Roger Hodgson.
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.