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 Ghana and from Mexico City.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the oboe 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 Zero Boys to the jazz 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 Erykah Badu. All the underground hits.
All Can tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vaughan Mason & Crew record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 clarinet and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thompson Twins 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?
Blossom Toes,
The Trojans,
Nation of Ulysses,
Tommy Roe,
Anthony Braxton,
Cymande,
Isaac Hayes,
Marvin Gaye,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Zeros,
Khruangbin,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
A Certain Ratio,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Shadows of Knight,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Gastr Del Sol,
Animal Collective,
Graham Central Station,
Clear Light,
Brand Nubian,
The Music Machine,
New Age Steppers,
Television Personalities,
Cluster,
Average White Band,
Peter & Gordon,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Depeche Mode,
Susan Cadogan,
Pantaleimon,
the Human League,
Radio Birdman,
The Five Americans,
Kaleidoscope,
Terry Callier,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Beau Brummels,
Sex Pistols,
Pantytec,
Moebius,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Popol Vuh,
Fela Kuti,
Index,
Toni Rubio,
Q and Not U,
Joy Division,
Alton Ellis,
Y Pants,
Yusef Lateef,
The Fall,
Tubeway Army,
John Coltrane,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Spoonie Gee,
Organ,
Ornette Coleman,
Sister Nancy, Sister Nancy, Sister Nancy, Sister Nancy.
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.