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 Libya and from Copenhagen.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Tubeway Army to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Absolute Body Control. All the underground hits.
All Oppenheimer Analysis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alphaville record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 marimba and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wally Richardson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Buckinghams,
Outsiders,
Avey Tare,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Lee Hazlewood,
Rhythm & Sound,
James White and The Blacks,
Jesper Dahlback,
Hoover,
Ten City,
Gang Starr,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
MC5,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
David Axelrod,
Alton Ellis,
Make Up,
Zapp,
Terry Callier,
Dead Boys,
H. Thieme,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Loose Ends,
Tomorrow,
Scion,
The Pop Group,
Camberwell Now,
The Sonics,
Cybotron,
Joensuu 1685,
Minor Threat,
Motorama,
The Monks,
Jerry's Kids,
Qualms,
Piero Umiliani,
Surgeon,
Yellowson,
The Detroit Cobras,
B.T. Express,
The Cowsills,
Newcleus,
The United States of America,
The Busters,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Flash Fearless,
Bootsy Collins,
The Divine Comedy,
Bobby Womack,
These Immortal Souls,
Soul II Soul,
The Red Krayola,
David Bowie,
Excepter,
the Normal,
Rapeman,
Supertramp,
The Flesh Eaters,
Juan Atkins,
Robert Hood,
Mark Hollis,
The Blackbyrds,
Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions.
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.