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 France and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 arpeggiator 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 Modern Lovers to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 X-102. All the underground hits.
All Country Teasers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every One Last Wish record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cosmic Jokers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
the Bar-Kays,
Radiopuhelimet,
Black Sheep,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Kurtis Blow,
Max Romeo,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Angels of Light,
Flipper,
Boredoms,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Mummies,
The Star Department,
Brothers Johnson,
Hardrive,
The Slackers,
Cybotron,
Byron Stingily,
Saccharine Trust,
Clear Light,
the Slits,
The Residents,
U.S. Maple,
Kaleidoscope,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Quantec,
The Associates,
Joe Finger,
Underground Resistance,
The Seeds,
Colin Newman,
Moby Grape,
Erykah Badu,
The Fuzztones,
The Last Poets,
the Association,
X-102,
Oneida,
Wally Richardson,
The Skatalites,
China Crisis,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Gil Scott Heron,
Soul Sonic Force,
Peter & Gordon,
Minnie Riperton,
the Fania All-Stars,
World's Most,
Morten Harket,
OOIOO,
Siglo XX,
Kas Product,
Maurizio,
Terry Callier,
Nirvana,
Pagans,
Swell Maps,
K-Klass,
Surgeon,
Sällskapet,
DJ Style, DJ Style, DJ Style, DJ Style.
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.