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 Togo and from Shanghai.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 Michael McDonald 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 Evens to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Rotary Connection. All the underground hits.
All Pantytec tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David Axelrod 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dual Sessions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Parry Music,
Grauzone,
The Happenings,
Desert Stars,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Evens,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Searchers,
Mantronix,
Crooked Eye,
T.S.O.L.,
KRS-One,
Harmonia,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Pole,
Yazoo,
The Associates,
Audionom,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Modern Lovers,
Tubeway Army,
The Angels of Light,
Derrick May,
Dennis Brown,
Infiniti,
Dorothy Ashby,
Black Pus,
Monks,
Piero Umiliani,
Derrick Morgan,
Bootsy Collins,
Blossom Toes,
Howard Jones,
Icehouse,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
10cc,
Bob Dylan,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Real Kids,
Mary Jane Girls,
Main Source,
One Last Wish,
Mark Hollis,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Mojo Men,
Girls At Our Best!,
Swell Maps,
The Golliwogs,
The Monochrome Set,
The Smoke,
Roger Hodgson,
Alice Coltrane,
Fela Kuti,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Kurtis Blow,
The Fall,
Donald Byrd,
Matthew Bourne,
Yusef Lateef,
Skarface, Skarface, Skarface, Skarface.
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.