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 Poland and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 güiro 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 A Certain Ratio to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Mantronix. All the underground hits.
All Eric Dolphy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Foxx 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul Sonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sly & The Family Stone,
Inner City,
The Evens,
Shuggie Otis,
Dual Sessions,
Jacques Brel,
Man Eating Sloth,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Q65,
Boogie Down Productions,
Average White Band,
Tomorrow,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Eric B and Rakim,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Nico,
Slave,
Aaron Thompson,
Brass Construction,
Altered Images,
Mark Hollis,
The Dead C,
Surgeon,
Tubeway Army,
Sonny Sharrock,
Wally Richardson,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Mojo Men,
Soulsonic Force,
Toni Rubio,
New York Dolls,
Oblivians,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Public Enemy,
E-Dancer,
Archie Shepp,
Stereo Dub,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Sarah Menescal,
The Angels of Light,
The Gun Club,
Robert Wyatt,
The Slits,
Guru Guru,
Leonard Cohen,
Radio Birdman,
Sällskapet,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Nas,
Cal Tjader,
a-ha,
The Birthday Party,
Sugar Minott,
The Victims,
ABBA,
Derrick Morgan,
Terry Callier,
Wire,
Essential Logic,
Shoche,
The Names,
Hot Snakes, Hot Snakes, Hot Snakes, Hot Snakes.
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.