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 Morocco and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Mexico City.
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 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 Nick Fraelich to the electroclash 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 DNA. All the underground hits.
All Kango’s Stein Massive tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Modern Lovers 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Alarm Clocks,
Nas,
the Soft Cell,
Clear Light,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
John Foxx,
Bobby Sherman,
The Index,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Names,
cv313,
Chrome,
Tears for Fears,
Matthew Bourne,
Moby Grape,
Saccharine Trust,
The Saints,
Wally Richardson,
Ponytail,
Alison Limerick,
Minny Pops,
Agent Orange,
Lakeside,
Maleditus Sound,
The Searchers,
Delon & Dalcan,
Todd Rundgren,
The Young Rascals,
Terry Callier,
Brick,
Nick Fraelich,
Matthew Halsall,
The Move,
Infiniti,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Gang Green,
The Happenings,
Lucky Dragons,
Kevin Saunderson,
Aloha Tigers,
The Gladiators,
The Doors,
Gerry Rafferty,
Little Man,
Gichy Dan,
Pet Shop Boys,
Boredoms,
Henry Cow,
Skriet,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Depeche Mode,
Wire,
Eric Copeland,
Masters at Work,
Lower 48,
The Music Machine,
Deakin,
Steve Hackett,
Outsiders,
FM Einheit,
Neil Young,
Gang Gang Dance, Gang Gang Dance, Gang Gang Dance, Gang Gang Dance.
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.