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 Portugal and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Connie Case to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Accadde A. All the underground hits.
All Barrington Levy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every CMW 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Man Parrish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Porter Ricks,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Marc Almond,
Funky Four + One,
Soulsonic Force,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Erykah Badu,
Zero Boys,
Curtis Mayfield,
Robert Hood,
Kas Product,
Sugar Minott,
Audionom,
Scott Walker,
Zapp,
Royal Trux,
Massinfluence,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
E-Dancer,
John Holt,
The Walker Brothers,
K-Klass,
Visage,
Second Layer,
The Smoke,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Black Flag,
Lightning Bolt,
Slick Rick,
Thompson Twins,
Magazine,
The Knickerbockers,
MC5,
The Kinks,
Michelle Simonal,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Essential Logic,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Selecter,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Kerri Chandler,
The Dirtbombs,
the Association,
cv313,
Reuben Wilson,
Brass Construction,
Ponytail,
Eli Mardock,
Qualms,
James White and The Blacks,
D'Angelo,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Fela Kuti,
Sex Pistols,
Popol Vuh,
UT,
F. McDonald,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Todd Terry,
The Doobie Brothers,
Electric Prunes, Electric Prunes, Electric Prunes, Electric Prunes.
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.