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 Korea North and from Spokane.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 sitar 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 It's A Beautiful Day to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Harpers Bizarre. All the underground hits.
All Anakelly tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Shadows of Knight record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 clarinet and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Sisters of Mercy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sam Rivers,
Johnny Clarke,
Panda Bear,
Das Ding,
Maurizio,
The Fuzztones,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Dual Sessions,
Josef K,
The Doobie Brothers,
Nik Kershaw,
Marc Almond,
Agitation Free,
The American Breed,
Sugar Minott,
Index,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Harmonia,
Marshall Jefferson,
Minor Threat,
Public Enemy,
Gang Green,
Simply Red,
Tres Demented,
Bobby Byrd,
PIL,
Masters at Work,
Procol Harum,
Joy Division,
Con Funk Shun,
Magma,
Mantronix,
Rosa Yemen,
Jimmy McGriff,
Bauhaus,
Groovy Waters,
Angry Samoans,
Davy DMX,
Mad Mike,
Silicon Teens,
The Busters,
Shuggie Otis,
Man Eating Sloth,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Detroit Cobras,
Avey Tare,
Pierre Henry,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Radiopuhelimet,
Wings,
Clear Light,
the Human League,
Soul II Soul,
Parry Music,
Y Pants,
The Saints,
Infiniti,
Deepchord,
Sexual Harrassment,
Camberwell Now,
The Cure,
The New Christs,
Mars, Mars, Mars, Mars.
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.