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 Cuba and from Tokyo.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 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 Essential Logic to the rap 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 The Doobie Brothers. All the underground hits.
All Electric Prunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Swans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Count Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Average White Band,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Duran Duran,
Tim Buckley,
Matthew Bourne,
Sandy B,
Bootsy Collins,
Ralphi Rosario,
Sun City Girls,
10cc,
the Normal,
The Golliwogs,
Mission of Burma,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The New Christs,
The Techniques,
Masters at Work,
Funky Four + One,
Black Bananas,
Swell Maps,
Lindisfarne,
The Young Rascals,
Gong,
The Kinks,
Groovy Waters,
Scientists,
PIL,
Ituana,
Theoretical Girls,
Radiopuhelimet,
New York Dolls,
Blancmange,
Spoonie Gee,
Harmonia,
Sight & Sound,
Inner City,
Delon & Dalcan,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Tom Boy,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Jimmy McGriff,
Skarface,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Flipper,
John Foxx,
E-Dancer,
Erasure,
Roy Ayers,
Lou Reed,
Leonard Cohen,
The Monks,
Tommy Roe,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Sound,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Ohio Players,
Los Fastidios,
Mo-Dettes,
Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon.
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.