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 Mauritius and from Lyon.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 The Raincoats to the disco 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 Soft Cell. All the underground hits.
All Sound Behaviour tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Procol Harum 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Reed & Metallica record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cameo,
Dorothy Ashby,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
K-Klass,
Bobby Womack,
Soft Cell,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Gun Club,
Black Flag,
The Toasters,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Quadrant,
Matthew Halsall,
The Fire Engines,
X-102,
Man Parrish,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Kool Moe Dee,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Skarface,
Theoretical Girls,
Ornette Coleman,
The Detroit Cobras,
Colin Newman,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Roxy Music,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Beasts of Bourbon,
the Bar-Kays,
Funky Four + One,
China Crisis,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Angry Samoans,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Tres Demented,
The Angels of Light,
Moebius,
Clear Light,
The Move,
Crispian St. Peters,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Pussy Galore,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Japan,
Massinfluence,
Desert Stars,
Marvin Gaye,
Scratch Acid,
Pet Shop Boys,
Monks,
Average White Band,
Main Source,
The Searchers,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Organ,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Vogues,
Brick,
The Zeros,
Aloha Tigers,
Robert Görl,
Deepchord,
Lyres,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.
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.