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 Serbia and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Liaisons Dangereuses to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Marshall Jefferson. All the underground hits.
All Sixth Finger tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Frankie Knuckles record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Soft Cell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare,
Yusef Lateef,
Eurythmics,
Ralphi Rosario,
Altered Images,
Slick Rick,
Guru Guru,
X-Ray Spex,
the Soft Cell,
Sällskapet,
Subhumans,
Yellowson,
Erasure,
Monolake,
Bobby Sherman,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Vainqueur,
Ronnie Foster,
The Gladiators,
Mo-Dettes,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Ultra Naté,
Dave Gahan,
Silicon Teens,
The Walker Brothers,
The Vogues,
Lalo Schifrin,
Q65,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Erykah Badu,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Curtis Mayfield,
Absolute Body Control,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
La Düsseldorf,
Au Pairs,
X-102,
Suicide,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Pylon,
The Fall,
Oblivians,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Doobie Brothers,
Flipper,
Tomorrow,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Blues Magoos,
48th St. Collective,
Toni Rubio,
The Misunderstood,
Surgeon,
Main Source,
Kenny Larkin,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
New York Dolls,
Moebius,
The Pop Group,
Traffic Nightmare,
Bush Tetras, Bush Tetras, Bush Tetras, Bush Tetras.
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.