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 Antigua and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 güiro 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 Barrington Levy to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Sun Ra. All the underground hits.
All Vainqueur tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Modern Lovers 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Qualms record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gories,
Roy Ayers,
Rod Modell,
Barry Ungar,
The Real Kids,
Sight & Sound,
Technova,
Motorama,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Popol Vuh,
Glenn Branca,
The Searchers,
Shoche,
The Cramps,
Robert Wyatt,
Terry Callier,
Panda Bear,
Gil Scott Heron,
John Cale,
Skarface,
Television Personalities,
Tres Demented,
Unwound,
Colin Newman,
R.M.O.,
The Motions,
Dawn Penn,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Mantronix,
Janne Schatter,
Funky Four + One,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Human League,
Alton Ellis,
Todd Rundgren,
Model 500,
The Buckinghams,
Skaos,
Second Layer,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Alice Coltrane,
Soft Machine,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Severed Heads,
Ten City,
Oblivians,
Howard Jones,
Nico,
David Axelrod,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Con Funk Shun,
Scan 7,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
New York Dolls,
Maleditus Sound,
Pussy Galore,
The Fire Engines,
Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes.
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.