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 Honduras and from Lagos.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Manchester.
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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Marvin Gaye to the disco 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 Max Romeo. All the underground hits.
All Godley & Creme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Dave Clark Five 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Sherman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kurtis Blow,
Derrick Morgan,
Minny Pops,
The Vogues,
The Fuzztones,
The Mummies,
The Doors,
The Durutti Column,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Television Personalities,
Ponytail,
Porter Ricks,
Radiohead,
The Leaves,
Lungfish,
Parry Music,
Camouflage,
Jacques Brel,
Chrome,
PIL,
Tropical Tobacco,
Los Fastidios,
The Martian,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Arthur Verocai,
Fatback Band,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Panda Bear,
Hardrive,
Jeff Mills,
Buzzcocks,
Kevin Saunderson,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
This Heat,
The Gun Club,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Last Poets,
Popol Vuh,
Quadrant,
Sound Behaviour,
Eric Copeland,
Rod Modell,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Index,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Jawbox,
Eli Mardock,
Von Mondo,
Skarface,
DNA,
Ituana,
Kenny Larkin,
Joensuu 1685,
Motorama,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Half Japanese,
Lyres,
the Germs,
Spoonie Gee,
Bizarre Inc.,
the Fania All-Stars,
Alton Ellis,
Ossler, Ossler, Ossler, Ossler.
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.