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 Vanuatu and from Mexico City.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the snare 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 10cc to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks. All the underground hits.
All Eric B and Rakim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New York Dolls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Intrusion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ossler,
Masters at Work,
Cybotron,
Circle Jerks,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lou Reed,
Pulsallama,
Nas,
Big Daddy Kane,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Mark Hollis,
Kevin Saunderson,
Pere Ubu,
Colin Newman,
Von Mondo,
New York Dolls,
Crash Course in Science,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Pierre Henry,
Mantronix,
Fad Gadget,
Derrick Morgan,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Angry Samoans,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Scientists,
Lalo Schifrin,
Massinfluence,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Rakim,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Motions,
The Vogues,
Bad Manners,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Robert Wyatt,
The Velvet Underground,
Joey Negro,
Peter and Kerry,
The Cramps,
The Doors,
Minor Threat,
The Happenings,
The Fall,
The Residents,
John Lydon,
Lungfish,
The Moleskins,
Groovy Waters,
Radiohead,
48th St. Collective,
The Gun Club,
The Stooges,
Audionom,
Tubeway Army,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Sun City Girls,
Skriet,
Brass Construction,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan.
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.