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 Luxembourg and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Paris.
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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Thompson Twins to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Intrusion. All the underground hits.
All The Misunderstood tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 10cc record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tears for Fears record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Todd Terry,
Michelle Simonal,
Eddi Front,
The Music Machine,
Sun Ra,
Young Marble Giants,
Saccharine Trust,
Bill Near,
Subhumans,
Gerry Rafferty,
Joe Finger,
Delta 5,
PIL,
Charles Mingus,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Cramps,
Unrelated Segments,
Public Image Ltd.,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Skaos,
The Gap Band,
Joyce Sims,
Television,
The Names,
David Axelrod,
Yaz,
The Leaves,
Au Pairs,
Con Funk Shun,
The Angels of Light,
Black Flag,
Smog,
The Victims,
The Busters,
Negative Approach,
Amon Düül II,
Skarface,
Marvin Gaye,
Shuggie Otis,
Henry Cow,
Wolf Eyes,
Index,
Idris Muhammad,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Rod Modell,
Yazoo,
The Alarm Clocks,
Traffic Nightmare,
Mark Hollis,
Easy Going,
Junior Murvin,
Moss Icon,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Danielle Patucci,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Simply Red,
Gabor Szabo,
Dead Boys,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Agitation Free, Agitation Free, Agitation Free, Agitation Free.
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.