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 Kazakhstan and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 The Young Rascals to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Sunsets and Hearts. All the underground hits.
All Gichy Dan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ronan 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fifty Foot Hose record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
D'Angelo,
The Star Department,
Intrusion,
Magma,
Procol Harum,
The Barracudas,
Pet Shop Boys,
Wings,
World's Most,
8 Eyed Spy,
Bang On A Can,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
New Order,
Lucky Dragons,
Soft Machine,
Lindisfarne,
Pantaleimon,
Danielle Patucci,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Slave,
Can,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Gabor Szabo,
The Mojo Men,
The Electric Prunes,
Little Man,
Archie Shepp,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Judy Mowatt,
the Bar-Kays,
Bauhaus,
John Holt,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Fad Gadget,
Absolute Body Control,
The Raincoats,
The Victims,
The Gories,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Jeff Lynne,
Sun Ra,
The American Breed,
Sällskapet,
Eddi Front,
Ken Boothe,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Quando Quango,
Duran Duran,
The Flesh Eaters,
R.M.O.,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Juan Atkins,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Stooges,
Max Romeo,
Eli Mardock,
Joy Division,
The Sonics,
Joensuu 1685,
Grauzone, Grauzone, Grauzone, Grauzone.
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.