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 Vanuatu and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 X-102 to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 La Düsseldorf. All the underground hits.
All Porter Ricks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grandmaster Flash 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Flag 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?
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Buckinghams,
Radiopuhelimet,
ABC,
Japan,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Little Man,
Pet Shop Boys,
Mars,
Kevin Saunderson,
Frankie Knuckles,
Subhumans,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Brand Nubian,
Letta Mbulu,
K-Klass,
Sister Nancy,
Eric Dolphy,
Deepchord,
Throbbing Gristle,
Ice-T,
Curtis Mayfield,
Robert Hood,
Das Ding,
Boogie Down Productions,
Icehouse,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Pagans,
Eurythmics,
Quantec,
The Shadows of Knight,
Adolescents,
Godley & Creme,
Agitation Free,
World's Most,
Absolute Body Control,
Arab on Radar,
Tommy Roe,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Lyres,
Zero Boys,
Moss Icon,
8 Eyed Spy,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Index,
Matthew Halsall,
Pole,
The Cowsills,
Pierre Henry,
Charles Mingus,
Hardrive,
The Misunderstood,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Kinks,
Joensuu 1685,
Franke,
Soulsonic Force,
Motorama,
New Order,
The Pop Group, The Pop Group, The Pop Group, The Pop Group.
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.