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 Montenegro and from Manila.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 chamberlin 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 Liliput to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Max Romeo. All the underground hits.
All Mad Mike tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Slick Rick record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Excepter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
London Community Gospel Choir,
Nirvana,
Faust,
The Blues Magoos,
Supertramp,
Byron Stingily,
Roxette,
Minor Threat,
Bill Near,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Lalo Schifrin,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Thee Headcoats,
The Fugs,
The Smoke,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Japan,
Sugar Minott,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Duran Duran,
Soul Sonic Force,
Organ,
Man Eating Sloth,
Mark Hollis,
John Coltrane,
Yusef Lateef,
Visage,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Shuggie Otis,
Jeff Lynne,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Q65,
Jeff Mills,
The Standells,
Alison Limerick,
The Kinks,
The Raincoats,
Barry Ungar,
Slave,
B.T. Express,
Harry Pussy,
Heaven 17,
Radiopuhelimet,
Stereo Dub,
Toni Rubio,
Iggy Pop,
Radio Birdman,
Royal Trux,
Liliput,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Connie Case,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Throbbing Gristle,
Kevin Saunderson,
Lakeside,
the Swans,
Kaleidoscope,
The Wake,
Soft Cell,
One Last Wish, One Last Wish, One Last Wish, One Last Wish.
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.