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 Slovenia and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Donald Byrd to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Echo & the Bunnymen. All the underground hits.
All The Monochrome Set tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pere Ubu record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Oblivians record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Theoretical Girls,
Janne Schatter,
Pet Shop Boys,
Robert Görl,
Mo-Dettes,
Barrington Levy,
T. Rex,
JFA,
Camberwell Now,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Soft Machine,
Delta 5,
Gang of Four,
Johnny Clarke,
Shoche,
Wasted Youth,
Radio Birdman,
Barbara Tucker,
Max Romeo,
Public Image Ltd.,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Remains,
Outsiders,
Bauhaus,
Smog,
Todd Rundgren,
Prince Buster,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Alison Limerick,
Wings,
Judy Mowatt,
Eve St. Jones,
X-101,
Radiopuhelimet,
Bush Tetras,
MDC,
K-Klass,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Lebanon Hanover,
Arab on Radar,
Gregory Isaacs,
Sonny Sharrock,
Darondo,
A Certain Ratio,
Public Enemy,
Soul II Soul,
Fad Gadget,
Saccharine Trust,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Stooges,
Blancmange,
the Germs,
Glenn Branca,
Agitation Free,
Jesper Dahlback,
the Sonics,
Quantec,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Rod Modell,
Bill Wells,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685.
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.