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 Brazil and from Toronto.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
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 E-Dancer 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 The Stooges. All the underground hits.
All Tubeway Army tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kango’s Stein Massive record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kas Product record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Royal Family And The Poor,
MDC,
Aaron Thompson,
The Music Machine,
The Remains,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Skatalites,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Outsiders,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Sun City Girls,
The Count Five,
Fugazi,
Mad Mike,
Magma,
EPMD,
New Age Steppers,
The Trojans,
Patti Smith,
Brand Nubian,
Cal Tjader,
Shuggie Otis,
10cc,
The Raincoats,
Fear,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Nick Fraelich,
X-Ray Spex,
Yazoo,
Sixth Finger,
Colin Newman,
The Five Americans,
The Fortunes,
Roxy Music,
the Slits,
Matthew Halsall,
Mantronix,
Kaleidoscope,
Eric B and Rakim,
Nas,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Bluetip,
MC5,
the Sonics,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Modern Lovers,
Janne Schatter,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Ken Boothe,
Tears for Fears,
Agent Orange,
The Fall,
Minutemen,
Buzzcocks,
Franke,
Procol Harum,
Harmonia,
Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers.
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.