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 Dominican Republic and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the organ 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 Lalann to the electroclash 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 Fortunes. All the underground hits.
All Mars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Monks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kevin Saunderson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Agitation Free,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Cymande,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Seeds,
The Residents,
Nirvana,
Essential Logic,
Swans,
kango's stein massive,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Young Rascals,
Harpers Bizarre,
Make Up,
The Fuzztones,
Shuggie Otis,
Scott Walker,
The Blackbyrds,
Skaos,
the Fania All-Stars,
Easy Going,
Barry Ungar,
The Vogues,
The Standells,
Eden Ahbez,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Half Japanese,
Jerry's Kids,
Severed Heads,
Agent Orange,
The Mojo Men,
Eve St. Jones,
Motorama,
The Offenders,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Panda Bear,
MC5,
Intrusion,
The Pop Group,
Oblivians,
Buzzcocks,
Carl Craig,
Kenny Larkin,
Second Layer,
Accadde A,
Wolf Eyes,
Piero Umiliani,
Organ,
The Smoke,
Can,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
David Bowie,
Pantaleimon,
World's Most,
Maleditus Sound,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Angels of Light,
Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters.
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.