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 Somalia and from Madrid.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Bauhaus to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Tomorrow. All the underground hits.
All Masters at Work tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cybotron record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 an organ and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a K-Klass record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dual Sessions,
The Modern Lovers,
Outsiders,
Todd Rundgren,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Clear Light,
Dennis Brown,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Sound,
The Mojo Men,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Dawn Penn,
Radiopuhelimet,
Cymande,
Davy DMX,
Crash Course in Science,
The Kinks,
Easy Going,
Gang Gang Dance,
Black Bananas,
Zapp,
Supertramp,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Pole,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Oblivians,
Delta 5,
Albert Ayler,
Prince Buster,
Lungfish,
Lou Christie,
Stereo Dub,
Iggy Pop,
Arcadia,
Soft Machine,
Joe Smooth,
Pet Shop Boys,
Ituana,
the Germs,
Gregory Isaacs,
Jesper Dahlback,
Eric B and Rakim,
Ludus,
CMW,
Gang Green,
Whodini,
Gong,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Bobby Sherman,
Flash Fearless,
Altered Images,
Joensuu 1685,
Duran Duran,
Khruangbin,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Steve Hackett,
The Grass Roots,
The Durutti Column,
Bill Near,
Kool Moe Dee,
Fugazi,
Tropical Tobacco,
Tommy Roe,
The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain.
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.