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 Cambodia and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Tokyo.
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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 MDC to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Suburban Knight. All the underground hits.
All Arab on Radar tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chrome 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yazoo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Happenings,
Cecil Taylor,
The Beau Brummels,
X-101,
Crash Course in Science,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Gun Club,
Severed Heads,
Howard Jones,
Black Sheep,
Skaos,
DJ Style,
Ludus,
Half Japanese,
Scrapy,
World's Most,
Maurizio,
the Germs,
Television,
Don Cherry,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Qualms,
the Soft Cell,
Negative Approach,
Rhythm & Sound,
Swell Maps,
Barclay James Harvest,
Amon Düül,
Yaz,
Prince Buster,
Eden Ahbez,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Zapp,
Pylon,
Bootsy Collins,
Quando Quango,
The Birthday Party,
Fluxion,
CMW,
DJ Sneak,
James White and The Blacks,
Moebius,
The Dave Clark Five,
Sixth Finger,
Zero Boys,
The Moleskins,
Metal Thangz,
Stereo Dub,
L. Decosne,
Gastr Del Sol,
Rites of Spring,
Tears for Fears,
The Invisible,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Kevin Saunderson,
X-102,
OOIOO,
Sonny Sharrock,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Smiths,
Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids.
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.