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 Burkina and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Monks to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Gang Green. All the underground hits.
All Ultra Naté tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultra Naté 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dawn Penn record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Patti Smith,
Ituana,
Scan 7,
The Skatalites,
Funky Four + One,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Skarface,
Henry Cow,
Shoche,
Hardrive,
Neil Young,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Animal Collective,
Nils Olav,
Brothers Johnson,
Tim Buckley,
Yellowson,
In Retrospect,
Goldenarms,
Scion,
Boredoms,
H. Thieme,
Quando Quango,
Brand Nubian,
Arthur Verocai,
the Swans,
Panda Bear,
The Martian,
Simply Red,
OOIOO,
Half Japanese,
The Moleskins,
Easy Going,
Camberwell Now,
Model 500,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Amon Düül,
Excepter,
John Foxx,
Jacob Miller,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Television Personalities,
Nick Fraelich,
The Selecter,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Terry Callier,
FM Einheit,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Curtis Mayfield,
Crispian St. Peters,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Man Parrish,
James White and The Blacks,
Lou Reed,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Peter and Kerry,
Visage,
Duran Duran,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
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.