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 Kiribati and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 marimba 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 Curtis Mayfield 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 Gregory Isaacs. All the underground hits.
All the Sonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barrington Levy 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultimate Spinach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DJ Sneak,
Drexciya,
Barclay James Harvest,
Brick,
Urselle,
Soft Cell,
Todd Rundgren,
The Fire Engines,
Johnny Clarke,
John Foxx,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Saccharine Trust,
Eric Dolphy,
Depeche Mode,
Kerri Chandler,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Cure,
Sugar Minott,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Audionom,
Grandmaster Flash,
L. Decosne,
Freddie Wadling,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Joe Finger,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Cosmic Jokers,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Human League,
Al Stewart,
Malaria!,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Doobie Brothers,
Amon Düül II,
The Cramps,
Babytalk,
Japan,
the Association,
Liliput,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Hasil Adkins,
The Young Rascals,
Arab on Radar,
Cheater Slicks,
Thompson Twins,
Public Image Ltd.,
Hoover,
Roy Ayers,
Joy Division,
Parry Music,
Iggy Pop,
Avey Tare,
Mantronix,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Ronan,
Smog,
Moebius,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Groovy Waters,
Monolake, Monolake, Monolake, Monolake.
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.