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 Thailand and from Jakarta.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Spoonie Gee to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Robert Wyatt. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Procol Harum 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Can record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Black Dice,
Carl Craig,
Tom Boy,
Pole,
Althea and Donna,
A Certain Ratio,
the Soft Cell,
Clear Light,
Danielle Patucci,
Procol Harum,
Joyce Sims,
Todd Terry,
John Foxx,
Johnny Clarke,
John Holt,
One Last Wish,
Man Eating Sloth,
Morten Harket,
Loose Ends,
Bootsy Collins,
Neil Young,
Slick Rick,
Electric Prunes,
Erykah Badu,
Theoretical Girls,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
DJ Style,
Japan,
Dead Boys,
Kayak,
Interpol,
Moebius,
Bobby Womack,
Davy DMX,
Cybotron,
Mandrill,
Marmalade,
Zero Boys,
Wings,
Todd Rundgren,
Chris Corsano,
Marc Almond,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Graham Central Station,
Soft Machine,
Country Teasers,
Oneida,
Wire,
The Music Machine,
ABBA,
Flamin' Groovies,
Q65,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Absolute Body Control,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Fire Engines,
Eric Copeland,
Mark Hollis,
Can,
Babytalk, Babytalk, Babytalk, Babytalk.
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.