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 Gambia and from Calgary.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Pulsallama. All the underground hits.
All Scan 7 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Inner City record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lizzy Mercier Descloux record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Josef K,
Ralphi Rosario,
China Crisis,
Sällskapet,
Flash Fearless,
Bill Near,
Fela Kuti,
Spandau Ballet,
Morten Harket,
La Düsseldorf,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Avey Tare,
The Raincoats,
Goldenarms,
Donald Byrd,
Boz Scaggs,
David Axelrod,
Chrome,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Guru Guru,
Gang of Four,
Gabor Szabo,
Dennis Brown,
Niagra,
Ten City,
The Kinks,
Motorama,
The Wake,
Ohio Players,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Traffic Nightmare,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Terrestrial Tones,
Fluxion,
The Birthday Party,
Stiv Bators,
Maleditus Sound,
Nas,
Make Up,
Joe Smooth,
Amazonics,
Kool Moe Dee,
Marcia Griffiths,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Ornette Coleman,
Gerry Rafferty,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Jesper Dahlback,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Residents,
Arcadia,
Gang Green,
Vladislav Delay,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The J.B.'s,
Lungfish,
Slave,
The United States of America,
Supertramp,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Warsaw, Warsaw, Warsaw, Warsaw.
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.