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 Nauru and from Houston.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 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 Depeche Mode to the techno 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 Leonard Cohen. All the underground hits.
All Thompson Twins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Janne Schatter 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Big Daddy Kane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pulsallama,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Beau Brummels,
Marcia Griffiths,
Matthew Halsall,
Circle Jerks,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Agent Orange,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Durutti Column,
The Skatalites,
Ronnie Foster,
Reuben Wilson,
Crooked Eye,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Symarip,
Masters at Work,
Procol Harum,
Lee Hazlewood,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Brass Construction,
John Cale,
JFA,
Ituana,
Gang Gang Dance,
Smog,
Morten Harket,
Godley & Creme,
Minnie Riperton,
Gong,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Motorama,
Unrelated Segments,
Gichy Dan,
Josef K,
Mary Jane Girls,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Bush Tetras,
Model 500,
Jeff Mills,
Dark Day,
Robert Görl,
EPMD,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Boredoms,
The American Breed,
Skriet,
The Barracudas,
The Associates,
Half Japanese,
Toni Rubio,
Girls At Our Best!,
Ludus,
Eli Mardock,
The Kinks,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Tom Boy,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Niagra,
Tommy Roe,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers.
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.