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 Congo and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 clarinet 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 Nation of Ulysses to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 The Sisters of Mercy. All the underground hits.
All Animal Collective tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Louis and Bebe Barron record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 linndrum and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Basic Channel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gap Band,
Stiv Bators,
Amon Düül,
Mars,
Procol Harum,
Sixth Finger,
Minnie Riperton,
John Foxx,
John Cale,
June Days,
LL Cool J,
Bronski Beat,
Vladislav Delay,
Albert Ayler,
Dennis Brown,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Hashim,
Talk Talk,
Au Pairs,
Liliput,
Grey Daturas,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Khruangbin,
Niagra,
R.M.O.,
Mantronix,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Zapp,
the Fania All-Stars,
Erykah Badu,
Lou Christie,
Television,
Derrick Morgan,
The Skatalites,
James White and The Blacks,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Minor Threat,
Urselle,
The Misunderstood,
Pylon,
Suburban Knight,
New York Dolls,
Rapeman,
Aaron Thompson,
Jandek,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Radiopuhelimet,
Judy Mowatt,
Terrestrial Tones,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Grass Roots,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Deadbeat,
Minutemen,
Shoche, Shoche, Shoche, Shoche.
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.