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 Romania and from Manila.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Manila.
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 marimba 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 Chris & Cosey to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Robert Görl. All the underground hits.
All AZ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Names record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skaos record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Saccharine Trust,
a-ha,
The Skatalites,
Television Personalities,
Rotary Connection,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Con Funk Shun,
F. McDonald,
Grandmaster Flash,
Iggy Pop,
Black Sheep,
The Knickerbockers,
Minutemen,
Funkadelic,
Wasted Youth,
T.S.O.L.,
Gang Starr,
The Angels of Light,
John Holt,
Country Teasers,
Aural Exciters,
DJ Sneak,
Johnny Osbourne,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The New Christs,
Eve St. Jones,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Buckinghams,
Neu!,
The Slits,
Isaac Hayes,
Flamin' Groovies,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
DJ Style,
June Days,
Khruangbin,
Alton Ellis,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Ponytail,
Idris Muhammad,
Gregory Isaacs,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Fire Engines,
Matthew Bourne,
Patti Smith,
The Busters,
Malaria!,
The Young Rascals,
Avey Tare,
U.S. Maple,
Agent Orange,
Barclay James Harvest,
Guru Guru,
K-Klass,
Frankie Knuckles,
Youth Brigade,
The Beau Brummels,
Tres Demented,
the Germs,
Easy Going,
Ultravox,
Bootsy Collins,
Mad Mike,
T. Rex, T. Rex, T. Rex, T. Rex.
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.