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 Netherlands and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Salvador.
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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the guitar 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 The Sound to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 the Human League. All the underground hits.
All the Germs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Panda Bear record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Angels of Light record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
World's Most,
Pierre Henry,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Masters at Work,
Yusef Lateef,
Bootsy Collins,
The Leaves,
Vladislav Delay,
Oneida,
Dawn Penn,
Clear Light,
The Angels of Light,
Flamin' Groovies,
Sandy B,
MDC,
Kevin Saunderson,
Robert Wyatt,
Gang Green,
Skriet,
Pole,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Joensuu 1685,
Soft Cell,
Dual Sessions,
Silicon Teens,
Los Fastidios,
Todd Rundgren,
Moebius,
Letta Mbulu,
La Düsseldorf,
The Fire Engines,
Cecil Taylor,
The Cowsills,
D'Angelo,
T. Rex,
Big Daddy Kane,
Whodini,
Organ,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Hasil Adkins,
The Count Five,
Pantytec,
The Martian,
F. McDonald,
The Victims,
Lalann,
Anthony Braxton,
Kenny Larkin,
James White and The Blacks,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Newcleus,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Alison Limerick,
Drexciya,
a-ha,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Bauhaus,
The Vogues,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Quantec, Quantec, Quantec, Quantec.
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.