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 Israel and from Tehran.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 808 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 Human League to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Desert Stars. All the underground hits.
All Gregory Isaacs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sonny Sharrock 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a One Last Wish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
MC5,
Swans,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Moss Icon,
Wire,
Gerry Rafferty,
Faust,
Chrome,
The Music Machine,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Circle Jerks,
Groovy Waters,
Charles Mingus,
the Germs,
MDC,
The Neon Judgement,
The Five Americans,
The Pretty Things,
Quadrant,
Shoche,
Minny Pops,
Saccharine Trust,
Johnny Osbourne,
Howard Jones,
Mandrill,
Robert Wyatt,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Excepter,
Faraquet,
kango's stein massive,
The Trojans,
Tommy Roe,
Minnie Riperton,
Lower 48,
The Durutti Column,
Rod Modell,
Dawn Penn,
Harpers Bizarre,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Lalo Schifrin,
Pere Ubu,
T. Rex,
Pantytec,
Boredoms,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Dual Sessions,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Throbbing Gristle,
Black Pus,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Heaven 17,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Scott Walker,
10cc,
Cybotron,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Fall,
X-102,
Fad Gadget,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Ronnie Foster,
The Residents,
Hardrive,
Brick, Brick, Brick, Brick.
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.