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 Liechtenstein and from Spokane.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the 808 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 Sarah Menescal to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Yaz. All the underground hits.
All Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aaron Thompson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Franke record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Laurel Aitken,
The Remains,
Marcia Griffiths,
Yusef Lateef,
Kenny Larkin,
Babytalk,
Warsaw,
The Sound,
The Vogues,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Tim Buckley,
The Last Poets,
Roger Hodgson,
Black Flag,
Organ,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Livin' Joy,
Spandau Ballet,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
B.T. Express,
Talk Talk,
Bobby Womack,
Essential Logic,
Robert Wyatt,
KRS-One,
Whodini,
Robert Hood,
Liliput,
Easy Going,
The Gap Band,
The Tremeloes,
Hashim,
The Detroit Cobras,
Sugar Minott,
Japan,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Metal Thangz,
Vainqueur,
Judy Mowatt,
Slick Rick,
Rod Modell,
R.M.O.,
Iggy Pop,
The Five Americans,
The Mojo Men,
Qualms,
The Index,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Scan 7,
John Foxx,
Morten Harket,
Dennis Brown,
Stiv Bators,
Das Ding,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Young Rascals,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Walker Brothers,
Dead Boys,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Standells,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu.
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.