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 Slovakia and from Milan.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Smog to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 a-ha. All the underground hits.
All Schoolly D tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Faraquet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a spring reverb 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 mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Derrick May,
ABBA,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
UT,
Ponytail,
Thee Headcoats,
EPMD,
Harry Pussy,
The Gap Band,
the Germs,
Jacob Miller,
Glambeats Corp.,
Jesper Dahlback,
Nico,
Marc Almond,
Susan Cadogan,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Dead Boys,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Cal Tjader,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
KRS-One,
The Monochrome Set,
Bob Dylan,
Roxette,
Symarip,
Yaz,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Byron Stingily,
The Names,
Vladislav Delay,
Infiniti,
Kas Product,
The Doors,
the Normal,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Essential Logic,
New Order,
Severed Heads,
Joe Finger,
Cymande,
Blancmange,
The Invisible,
The Stooges,
Rod Modell,
The Dirtbombs,
Outsiders,
Arthur Verocai,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Searchers,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Public Enemy,
The Fall,
Rites of Spring,
Joyce Sims,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Jeff Lynne,
Skriet,
Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal.
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.