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 Kuwait and from Glasgow.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Houston.
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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Thompson Twins to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Smiths. All the underground hits.
All Grandmaster Flash tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fugs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Art Ensemble Of Chicago record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Terrestrial Tones,
Rekid,
The Gladiators,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
June Days,
The Monks,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Modern Lovers,
The Five Americans,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Standells,
Sarah Menescal,
Ronan,
Derrick Morgan,
The Electric Prunes,
Scott Walker,
Laurel Aitken,
Ten City,
Japan,
Thompson Twins,
Bronski Beat,
Slick Rick,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Heaven 17,
The Shadows of Knight,
Hashim,
Ornette Coleman,
Johnny Osbourne,
Tommy Roe,
Crispy Ambulance,
Camouflage,
June of 44,
Organ,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
John Holt,
Graham Central Station,
Ludus,
The Divine Comedy,
Nick Fraelich,
Girls At Our Best!,
Radio Birdman,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Ohio Players,
Grandmaster Flash,
Danielle Patucci,
K-Klass,
Gang of Four,
Funkadelic,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Aaron Thompson,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
D'Angelo,
James White and The Blacks,
Icehouse,
Fifty Foot Hose,
the Germs,
Spoonie Gee,
The Toasters,
Absolute Body Control,
The Blues Magoos,
David McCallum,
48th St. Collective,
Ultravox, Ultravox, Ultravox, Ultravox.
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.