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 Finland and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 Kerrie Biddell to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Althea and Donna. All the underground hits.
All The Alarm Clocks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Animal Collective record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a JFA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bootsy Collins,
Todd Rundgren,
Stereo Dub,
Grey Daturas,
Jacob Miller,
Aural Exciters,
Pantaleimon,
The Angels of Light,
Derrick Morgan,
Flipper,
Avey Tare,
Dual Sessions,
Jerry's Kids,
DJ Sneak,
Soul Sonic Force,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Cameo,
Reagan Youth,
LL Cool J,
B.T. Express,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Wolf Eyes,
Mary Jane Girls,
Judy Mowatt,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Kurtis Blow,
Junior Murvin,
Motorama,
Dead Boys,
Connie Case,
The Walker Brothers,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Reuben Wilson,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Eli Mardock,
The Music Machine,
Zapp,
The Modern Lovers,
Marshall Jefferson,
Public Enemy,
Goldenarms,
Q65,
Urselle,
The Raincoats,
Peter and Kerry,
Underground Resistance,
Thee Headcoats,
David McCallum,
Niagra,
Nils Olav,
Guru Guru,
Magma,
Swans,
Kool Moe Dee,
Tim Buckley,
the Association,
Adolescents,
Joy Division,
Cheater Slicks,
Lindisfarne,
The Toasters,
Mars, Mars, Mars, Mars.
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.