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 Denmark and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 Tehran and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 synthesizer 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 Toasters to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell. All the underground hits.
All Connie Case tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every R.M.O. record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ituana record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Mr. Review,
U.S. Maple,
Adolescents,
Wolf Eyes,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Fuzztones,
Pagans,
Arthur Verocai,
Main Source,
Archie Shepp,
Boz Scaggs,
Aswad,
Marine Girls,
Big Daddy Kane,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Barbara Tucker,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Essential Logic,
Audionom,
The Litter,
The Names,
The Mighty Diamonds,
H. Thieme,
Donny Hathaway,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Toasters,
Yazoo,
Subhumans,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Royal Trux,
The Gun Club,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Reuben Wilson,
The Cramps,
The Move,
This Heat,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Rhythm & Sound,
Monolake,
Aloha Tigers,
Joe Smooth,
The J.B.'s,
Patti Smith,
The Leaves,
Zapp,
kango's stein massive,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Doors,
Sun City Girls,
The Neon Judgement,
Agent Orange,
Silicon Teens,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Standells,
Bobby Byrd,
Letta Mbulu,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth.
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.