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 Hungary and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Lou Christie to the jazz 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 Zeros. All the underground hits.
All Television Personalities tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sixth Finger record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 synthesizer and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Radiopuhelimet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Cramps,
Radiohead,
Theoretical Girls,
Kas Product,
Arcadia,
Camberwell Now,
Pet Shop Boys,
Maurizio,
Joe Smooth,
Davy DMX,
Albert Ayler,
Desert Stars,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Gichy Dan,
Fat Boys,
Deadbeat,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Slits,
Tropical Tobacco,
MC5,
The Victims,
Trumans Water,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Neon Judgement,
Jeff Mills,
Robert Wyatt,
the Human League,
Lalann,
Scrapy,
Stiv Bators,
Accadde A,
Kerri Chandler,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Ultimate Spinach,
Henry Cow,
Pagans,
Country Teasers,
John Holt,
the Swans,
The Monochrome Set,
Bizarre Inc.,
Brand Nubian,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
EPMD,
Terrestrial Tones,
Susan Cadogan,
Ultravox,
Ronan,
R.M.O.,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Buckinghams,
Lee Hazlewood,
Ronnie Foster,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Kenny Larkin,
Babytalk,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Ossler,
Wally Richardson,
Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!.
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.