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 Syria and from Paris.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Kevin Saunderson to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Crime. All the underground hits.
All Robert Wyatt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rod Modell record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a guitar 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 harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Accadde A,
Swell Maps,
Toni Rubio,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
D'Angelo,
Newcleus,
Alton Ellis,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Rites of Spring,
Eve St. Jones,
Buzzcocks,
The Electric Prunes,
Kerri Chandler,
Hot Snakes,
Peter and Kerry,
Lakeside,
The Sonics,
Soulsonic Force,
the Normal,
Sonny Sharrock,
Ten City,
The Cowsills,
Barry Ungar,
Anthony Braxton,
Groovy Waters,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Fire Engines,
48th St. Collective,
The Trojans,
Angry Samoans,
Johnny Osbourne,
Robert Wyatt,
Lee Hazlewood,
Glambeats Corp.,
Aswad,
The Red Krayola,
Lou Reed,
Inner City,
Henry Cow,
Aural Exciters,
Peter & Gordon,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Leonard Cohen,
Eric Copeland,
The Busters,
The Detroit Cobras,
Tropical Tobacco,
Arcadia,
Rotary Connection,
The Last Poets,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Dave Gahan,
Stetsasonic,
Stereo Dub,
Schoolly D,
Bronski Beat,
Joensuu 1685,
The Mummies,
MDC,
The Monochrome Set,
Interpol, Interpol, Interpol, Interpol.
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.