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 Fiji and from Beijing.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 De La Soul & Jungle Brothers to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Godley & Creme. All the underground hits.
All The Sonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Buzzcocks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun City Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sunsets and Hearts,
DJ Style,
Adolescents,
Black Pus,
The Cure,
Bang On A Can,
Nik Kershaw,
Groovy Waters,
Man Eating Sloth,
Buzzcocks,
Scrapy,
Television,
Rod Modell,
Stereo Dub,
The Buckinghams,
F. McDonald,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Todd Terry,
Rites of Spring,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Sonics,
Quadrant,
David Bowie,
Judy Mowatt,
Danielle Patucci,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Crooked Eye,
Pantytec,
Porter Ricks,
Gang Green,
The Grass Roots,
Eurythmics,
Lebanon Hanover,
One Last Wish,
X-102,
The Velvet Underground,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Make Up,
The Walker Brothers,
Gong,
June Days,
Loose Ends,
OOIOO,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Shuggie Otis,
Tom Boy,
Spoonie Gee,
T.S.O.L.,
Tommy Roe,
Eddi Front,
Bill Near,
Qualms,
The Vogues,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Popol Vuh,
Fad Gadget,
Main Source,
Ten City,
Hashim,
U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple.
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.