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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Shanghai.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Vladislav Delay to the electroclash 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 Groovy Waters. All the underground hits.
All Los Fastidios tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Manfred Mann's Earth Band 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cosmic Jokers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yazoo,
Mantronix,
Susan Cadogan,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Funky Four + One,
Black Moon,
Grandmaster Flash,
Amazonics,
Tommy Roe,
Letta Mbulu,
Bootsy Collins,
Theoretical Girls,
The Modern Lovers,
Motorama,
Tim Buckley,
Ronnie Foster,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Bronski Beat,
Organ,
The Martian,
Nik Kershaw,
Minnie Riperton,
the Sonics,
Ultimate Spinach,
Radiopuhelimet,
Eurythmics,
Masters at Work,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Lee Hazlewood,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Liliput,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Alphaville,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Saints,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Echospace,
The Skatalites,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Hoover,
Mary Jane Girls,
Moby Grape,
The Last Poets,
Sällskapet,
Chris Corsano,
Radiohead,
Man Eating Sloth,
Pussy Galore,
Junior Murvin,
the Soft Cell,
Piero Umiliani,
Agitation Free,
Curtis Mayfield,
Circle Jerks,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Mandrill,
Eli Mardock,
Jimmy McGriff,
Ronan,
Funkadelic, Funkadelic, Funkadelic, Funkadelic.
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.