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 Honduras and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 synthesizer 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 Con Funk Shun to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane. All the underground hits.
All FM Einheit tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Echospace record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
X-101,
The Monochrome Set,
Johnny Clarke,
The Searchers,
DJ Sneak,
Japan,
The Modern Lovers,
The Flesh Eaters,
Kaleidoscope,
AZ,
Eurythmics,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Sällskapet,
Shoche,
The Gories,
The Slackers,
Soul II Soul,
Roger Hodgson,
the Soft Cell,
Circle Jerks,
Severed Heads,
In Retrospect,
The Music Machine,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Offenders,
Fluxion,
Procol Harum,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Swans,
Stiv Bators,
Bobby Sherman,
48th St. Collective,
Wire,
The Alarm Clocks,
Thompson Twins,
Second Layer,
Wolf Eyes,
The Mummies,
Big Daddy Kane,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Lucky Dragons,
David McCallum,
Agent Orange,
Juan Atkins,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Pagans,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Little Man,
Subhumans,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
the Bar-Kays,
Scott Walker,
Gastr Del Sol,
Alton Ellis,
Lalann,
Drive Like Jehu,
Ornette Coleman,
Popol Vuh,
Tears for Fears,
Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow.
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.