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 Mali and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Fugazi to the funk 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 Popol Vuh. All the underground hits.
All Peter and Kerry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aloha Tigers 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minor Threat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lucky Dragons,
Aswad,
The Gap Band,
Zapp,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Remains,
The Pretty Things,
The Stooges,
Mars,
Lakeside,
Sällskapet,
Moss Icon,
the Soft Cell,
The Cure,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Joy Division,
Surgeon,
Sexual Harrassment,
Arthur Verocai,
Electric Prunes,
The Electric Prunes,
Intrusion,
MDC,
Danielle Patucci,
Pierre Henry,
The Blues Magoos,
Groovy Waters,
Eden Ahbez,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Reuben Wilson,
Swans,
The Human League,
Smog,
The Motions,
Dead Boys,
Janne Schatter,
Crime,
X-Ray Spex,
Section 25,
Joe Finger,
Prince Buster,
Kurtis Blow,
Ralphi Rosario,
Essential Logic,
Anthony Braxton,
EPMD,
Skarface,
Quando Quango,
the Bar-Kays,
Marc Almond,
Youth Brigade,
Siglo XX,
Technova,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Smoke,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Tim Buckley,
James White and The Blacks,
Make Up,
The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column.
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.