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 Liechtenstein and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Marvin Gaye to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Animal Collective. All the underground hits.
All Stetsasonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gil Scott Heron record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 theremin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Agitation Free record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Donald Byrd,
Radio Birdman,
Au Pairs,
Kool Moe Dee,
Agent Orange,
Boredoms,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Slackers,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Gap Band,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Intrusion,
The Martian,
Saccharine Trust,
Arcadia,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Kevin Saunderson,
Maleditus Sound,
the Sonics,
Newcleus,
The Cowsills,
LL Cool J,
Easy Going,
Fad Gadget,
Grey Daturas,
World's Most,
Make Up,
The Smoke,
Flash Fearless,
Jacques Brel,
Joensuu 1685,
Soul II Soul,
ABC,
Throbbing Gristle,
Bronski Beat,
New Age Steppers,
Groovy Waters,
Delon & Dalcan,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Basic Channel,
Gichy Dan,
Camberwell Now,
DNA,
The Fugs,
Blake Baxter,
The Gun Club,
The Move,
The Cosmic Jokers,
X-101,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Blues Magoos,
The Beau Brummels,
New Order,
Toni Rubio,
Eden Ahbez,
The Music Machine,
New York Dolls,
Infiniti,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Happenings,
Swans,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Harmonia, Harmonia, Harmonia, Harmonia.
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.