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 Madagascar and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 808 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 Tropical Tobacco to the funk 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 Brass Construction. All the underground hits.
All MC5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mark Hollis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sonny Sharrock record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camberwell Now,
Radiopuhelimet,
Thompson Twins,
The Golliwogs,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
kango's stein massive,
The Blackbyrds,
Ronnie Foster,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Jawbox,
The Associates,
Agitation Free,
Talk Talk,
Robert Görl,
John Cale,
LL Cool J,
Boz Scaggs,
Japan,
Oneida,
The Buckinghams,
X-101,
Mad Mike,
Rosa Yemen,
Byron Stingily,
Bronski Beat,
Thee Headcoats,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Cure,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Sugar Minott,
Lebanon Hanover,
the Germs,
Gong,
Pole,
Vainqueur,
Ronan,
Ten City,
Sandy B,
David McCallum,
Brass Construction,
Rod Modell,
Liliput,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Electric Prunes,
Swans,
The Happenings,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Magazine,
Scratch Acid,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
the Sonics,
The Birthday Party,
Public Enemy,
Dawn Penn,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Organ,
The Techniques,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Yaz,
Andrew Hill,
Joensuu 1685,
Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci.
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.