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 Vietnam and from Stockholm.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Deakin to the rap 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 Mission of Burma. All the underground hits.
All Robert Görl tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every JFA record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Monochrome Set record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Swans,
Panda Bear,
Peter and Kerry,
Cecil Taylor,
Angry Samoans,
Wasted Youth,
Throbbing Gristle,
Sonny Sharrock,
Letta Mbulu,
Tommy Roe,
Fluxion,
The Barracudas,
Camouflage,
John Coltrane,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Thompson Twins,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Intrusion,
Aaron Thompson,
Wolf Eyes,
Average White Band,
Suburban Knight,
Howard Jones,
Freddie Wadling,
PIL,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Robert Görl,
Todd Rundgren,
Robert Wyatt,
Smog,
Funkadelic,
Boogie Down Productions,
John Holt,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Residents,
Gil Scott Heron,
Infiniti,
DJ Sneak,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Tremeloes,
B.T. Express,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Sparks,
Sam Rivers,
Monolake,
Flipper,
Reagan Youth,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Marcia Griffiths,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Cure,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Jerry Gold Smith,
the Human League,
Piero Umiliani,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Neil Young,
DJ Style,
The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes.
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.