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 Slovenia and from Tokyo.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Johannesburg.
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 guitar 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 Fluxion to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Magma. All the underground hits.
All Aloha Tigers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Shuggie Otis,
Patti Smith,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Carl Craig,
Lou Christie,
Joyce Sims,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
OOIOO,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Deakin,
Flash Fearless,
The Durutti Column,
The Gap Band,
CMW,
Adolescents,
Nas,
Youth Brigade,
The Golliwogs,
Interpol,
Rotary Connection,
Josef K,
Arcadia,
Traffic Nightmare,
Parry Music,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
KRS-One,
Blancmange,
LL Cool J,
Talk Talk,
Hashim,
Ossler,
X-102,
Nils Olav,
Brick,
Glenn Branca,
Marine Girls,
Johnny Osbourne,
Gong,
Gastr Del Sol,
Yazoo,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Dead Boys,
Sparks,
Jerry's Kids,
The Fortunes,
DNA,
Arthur Verocai,
The Pop Group,
Saccharine Trust,
Suburban Knight,
DJ Sneak,
Ronan,
Sister Nancy,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Qualms,
Scientists,
Nico,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Evens,
Magazine,
Tomorrow,
Rites of Spring, Rites of Spring, Rites of Spring, Rites of Spring.
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.