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 Tanzania and from Jakarta.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 arpeggiator 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 Louis and Bebe Barron to the crunk 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 Bauhaus. All the underground hits.
All New Age Steppers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moby Grape 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cecil Taylor record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bluetip,
New Order,
Little Man,
The Blackbyrds,
Erykah Badu,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Tears for Fears,
The Five Americans,
K-Klass,
Neil Young,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Offenders,
Gang Green,
Deepchord,
Babytalk,
Dawn Penn,
The Trojans,
Nils Olav,
Girls At Our Best!,
Amazonics,
Hasil Adkins,
The Pop Group,
Electric Light Orchestra,
H. Thieme,
Sight & Sound,
JFA,
The Evens,
Radio Birdman,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Anakelly,
Electric Prunes,
Alice Coltrane,
E-Dancer,
Minny Pops,
Fugazi,
Roger Hodgson,
The Cure,
Sun Ra,
The Skatalites,
a-ha,
Joe Finger,
Peter & Gordon,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Bootsy Collins,
Godley & Creme,
Neu!,
Albert Ayler,
Metal Thangz,
Connie Case,
FM Einheit,
Cheater Slicks,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Hot Snakes,
Technova,
Mad Mike,
Ornette Coleman,
R.M.O.,
Quantec,
Joyce Sims,
The Gap Band,
Altered Images,
Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal.
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.