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 Bolivia and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 Dorothy Ashby to the punk 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 The Names. All the underground hits.
All The Evens tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Red Krayola record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scan 7 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Franke,
Aural Exciters,
Ronan,
Jeff Mills,
Joe Finger,
Roxy Music,
Barclay James Harvest,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Adolescents,
Little Man,
Unrelated Segments,
Make Up,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Minny Pops,
Massinfluence,
The Searchers,
Nick Fraelich,
The Walker Brothers,
Buzzcocks,
Soft Machine,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Oblivians,
LL Cool J,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Funky Four + One,
Isaac Hayes,
Eden Ahbez,
kango's stein massive,
Suburban Knight,
Faust,
The Doobie Brothers,
Audionom,
Robert Hood,
Davy DMX,
Fluxion,
Lindisfarne,
Tomorrow,
Surgeon,
Yellowson,
Mantronix,
The Invisible,
the Association,
Scan 7,
The Toasters,
The Young Rascals,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Associates,
The J.B.'s,
Donny Hathaway,
Warren Ellis,
Public Image Ltd.,
Ken Boothe,
The Human League,
David Bowie,
B.T. Express,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Liliput,
Clear Light,
Desert Stars,
Blossom Toes, Blossom Toes, Blossom Toes, Blossom Toes.
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.