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 Columbus.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Magazine to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Quantec. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Hutcherson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Misunderstood record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Liliput record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Sherman,
Organ,
the Soft Cell,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Depeche Mode,
Nation of Ulysses,
Bootsy Collins,
Whodini,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Make Up,
Robert Wyatt,
Aloha Tigers,
The Beau Brummels,
Thompson Twins,
Bang On A Can,
The Toasters,
Eric Copeland,
Oneida,
Sarah Menescal,
Throbbing Gristle,
Roxy Music,
The Modern Lovers,
Archie Shepp,
Reuben Wilson,
Soul Sonic Force,
Darondo,
Sun Ra,
Sonny Sharrock,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Kenny Larkin,
Aswad,
Underground Resistance,
Easy Going,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
L. Decosne,
Joy Division,
Dark Day,
Fear,
The Wake,
Reagan Youth,
Gabor Szabo,
Ornette Coleman,
Supertramp,
Jawbox,
Q65,
A Certain Ratio,
Michelle Simonal,
Bluetip,
Silicon Teens,
Average White Band,
Gregory Isaacs,
Leonard Cohen,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Slackers,
Oblivians,
Outsiders,
Ralphi Rosario,
Drexciya,
The Birthday Party,
Arcadia,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots.
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.