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 Nepal 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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the oboe 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 Happenings to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Loose Ends. All the underground hits.
All Model 500 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Victims record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sunsets and Hearts record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Angry Samoans,
Sun City Girls,
The Human League,
Ice-T,
Boz Scaggs,
The Slackers,
PIL,
Dennis Brown,
Soft Cell,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Ultra Naté,
Cluster,
Joe Finger,
Interpol,
Ronnie Foster,
Kerrie Biddell,
Das Ding,
Sister Nancy,
CMW,
June Days,
Eric Copeland,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Tears for Fears,
Bang On A Can,
Pharoah Sanders,
Donny Hathaway,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Pop Group,
Peter and Kerry,
Scientists,
Bobby Sherman,
Neu!,
Cymande,
Infiniti,
Suburban Knight,
Lucky Dragons,
B.T. Express,
Cal Tjader,
Nick Fraelich,
Kevin Saunderson,
Whodini,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Nas,
Ralphi Rosario,
Gang of Four,
Lindisfarne,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Spoonie Gee,
Jandek,
These Immortal Souls,
Mad Mike,
Animal Collective,
The Grass Roots,
The Divine Comedy,
The Gap Band,
Erykah Badu,
Leonard Cohen,
The Associates,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Detroit Cobras,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Heaven 17,
Y Pants,
Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp..
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.