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 Germany and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 theremin 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 Sight & Sound to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Roy Ayers. All the underground hits.
All Richard Hell and the Voidoids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crispy Ambulance record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 mellotron and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aswad record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brass Construction,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Roxette,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Basic Channel,
The Litter,
Audionom,
Von Mondo,
8 Eyed Spy,
Mars,
Joey Negro,
David McCallum,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Peter & Gordon,
Dorothy Ashby,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Gladiators,
Grey Daturas,
Dark Day,
Anthony Braxton,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Kool Moe Dee,
Sexual Harrassment,
Porter Ricks,
The Saints,
China Crisis,
The Trojans,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Isaac Hayes,
The Doobie Brothers,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Visage,
The Human League,
Thee Headcoats,
Bauhaus,
Bang On A Can,
Stockholm Monsters,
Can,
Godley & Creme,
Monolake,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Doors,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Johnny Osbourne,
Derrick Morgan,
Fatback Band,
Amazonics,
Tommy Roe,
The Alarm Clocks,
Dawn Penn,
Ronnie Foster,
Freddie Wadling,
Liliput,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Bill Wells,
Mo-Dettes, Mo-Dettes, Mo-Dettes, Mo-Dettes.
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.