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 Rwanda 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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Groovy Waters to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Lizzy Mercier Descloux. All the underground hits.
All Rotary Connection tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric Copeland 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeff Mills record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Erasure,
Lalann,
Michelle Simonal,
Unrelated Segments,
The Walker Brothers,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Doors,
Panda Bear,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
One Last Wish,
Sex Pistols,
Warren Ellis,
Franke,
Pantaleimon,
Reuben Wilson,
Letta Mbulu,
Bill Wells,
Glambeats Corp.,
Con Funk Shun,
Dave Gahan,
Public Enemy,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Cure,
Symarip,
Technova,
The Move,
Connie Case,
The Motions,
Peter & Gordon,
Crash Course in Science,
The Raincoats,
Outsiders,
Rapeman,
the Association,
The Mojo Men,
The Monks,
Mission of Burma,
Juan Atkins,
Animal Collective,
D'Angelo,
Judy Mowatt,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Lightning Bolt,
Eden Ahbez,
Pylon,
Gregory Isaacs,
Mandrill,
The Cowsills,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Bobby Sherman,
The Star Department,
Reagan Youth,
Roxy Music,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Vainqueur,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Tremeloes,
Jacques Brel,
Darondo,
The Beau Brummels, The Beau Brummels, The Beau Brummels, The Beau Brummels.
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.